Chapter 6

What on earth was this girl yammering about? Did she have any idea who Professor Calvin is? The dude’s a top–notch doc who checks up on the bigwigs! Did she really think she can just hit him up whenever?

The nurse sneered. “If you can get through to Professor Calvin, I’ll bow down and apologize.”

*Kids these days. I tell ya. My son thinks he’s Ultraman or something.”

“Enough chit–chat, let’s kick her out already. A little time at the police station will knock some sense into her and show her where she stands.”

Right in front of everyone, Noella whipped out her phone and dialed a number.

A doctor nearby scoffed. “She’s just punching in random digits. At least save a fake ‘Calvin‘ in your contacts to make it look good.”

Noella was speechless.

It’s not like he’s that important. Why would she bother saving his number? She remembered it because he’d called way too many times.

The other end picked up quickly.

Noella hit the speakerphone.

“This is Noella. There’s something wrong with the meds you prescribed.”

A confident male voice responded, “So you’ve finally decided to join our lab? Wait, what did you say?”

“I’m at Imperial West Hospital. You prescribed licorice tablets for a patient with hypertensive heart disease.”

Calvin smacked his forehead. “Right, right, I did prescribe licorice tablets for a patient, but just once. The dosage is correct, strictly controlled.”

“You prescribed it five times. The patient is dead.”

Calvin said in disbelief, “Impossible! I have the prescription right here. I only signed off on it once, for the patient in room eight. Their blood pressure couldn’t handle too much licorice!”

Noella coolly replied. “So, you got it wrong.”

Calvin, in a frenzy on the other end, “Alright, my bad. If you’re willing to join our lab…”

“Your lab’s going nowhere. Count me out.” After saying that, she asked again, “Who is this?”

There was a pause on the line before he replied with this name.

Upon hearing his name, Noella hung up.

Calvin, still holding his phone, was dumbfounded.

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Chartere

Hold on a sec! How could the prescription for bed eight be wrong? And someone died?

Imperial West Hospital right away, or else there would be

to see

hospital, Noella, having hung up, tilted her chin up slightly and looked at the nurse.

you’ll bow down

was actually Professor Calvin’s voice on the line! And he was

staff were flabbergasted.

now

word got out, it would rock the entire medical

catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you are. You clearly lack

people this tough to

there, her eyes coolly locking with

authority. that comes with long–held power was all over Marcel; just one look from him could overwhelm any

his gaze and pointed.

“His.”

to be

was sure that the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t

can eat junk food, but you

tranquil as an ink wash painting, not a ripple

seen.

eyes

glance, Marcel felt a sudden daze!

he knew this girl had to be his granddaughter. Those eyes. were the spitting image of those boys at

his daughter–in–law when she was young, with hints of his late wife in her

eyes.

and graceful,

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amateurs!

pleased with what

medical staff were still clamoring to throw

you! There’s definitely something off. I’ll call security right

hand for silence, and everyone clammed up like chickens.

over. “Call

stepping

“Grandpa.”

to have you

the group of medical staff,

butt in? Who said

staff never imagined that Noella was

Schnabel family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s young lady in front

legs turned to jelly at

it. We didn’t know she was the young

“Someone will be

knew what that meant. Their faces

on the floor, her face streaked with tears, looked

calmly assured her. “Someone will help you, don’t worry.”

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