Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 144 Just Say It's Your Child

Sadie and Brenda rushed Mia to the emergency room of the children's hospital. It was now 11:40 p.m., and there was still a long line. Sadie was frantic with worry, leaving Brenda holding Mia in the waiting area while she queued to register and complete the admission procedures. "When I left, Noah and Nathan were still awake; I wonder how they're doing now."

As Brenda offered water to Mia, she couldn't help but worry about the two children at home.

"They'll take care of themselves, don't worry." Sadie was anxious as well; the children were only three and a half years old, and although they were a bit healthier, the absence of adults at home left her feeling very uneasy. "I asked Coco to keep an eye on them," Brenda rattled on. "Coco behaved strangely today, stayed in the cage all day, only coming out to keep Mia company after you left."

"Yes, the kids would be happier with Coco around," Sadie said, her eyes fixed anxiously on the long line ahead, uncertain when it would be their turn.

"Ah, in the past, it would have been much easier, just calling a family doctor over. No need for all this fuss," Brenda sighed.

Sadie remembered how the Roth family used to have a personal family physician. Even for serious conditions that required hospitalization, they would go to upscale private hospitals with no need to wait.

Things had changed, people moved on; those days were now a thing of the past...

Sadie suddenly remembered that Dahlia had left her contact information before, mentioning that she could reach out at any time with any health-related concerns.

if she contacted Dahlia, Micah

wait a bit

to speak but abruptly stopped

Brenda hastily

up and the other gently patting Mia's back, "Mia, don't

wu..." Mia's little face was pale, her body limp and without strength as

be scared, Mia. We are going to see the doctor very soon." After cleaning Mia up, Sadie held her and went to find a nurse, "Ma'am, my daughter can't take it any longer, could a doctor possibly

to wait in line, unless there are severe

"Please make way."

pushed aside

almost frantic, what to do,

wet cloth, "We've been waiting for half an hour already, and there's hardly any

feeling like her heart was being cut

answered swiftly: "Miss

at the children's emergency