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

Chapter 148 Not a Conventional Medicine

"Understood, I'll get right on it, Sir." Sadie hurriedly rushed out, barefoot! Then turned back to grab her shoes, giggling foolishly at Micah. Earning money, what joy!

Watching her receding figure, Micah's lips curled into a derisive sneer, thinking just how greedy this woman was!

Sadie reported to Chloe, put on her shoes, and rushed home.

As soon as she entered, she called out, "Brenda, do we still have that medicine you gave Coco last time?"

"What medicine?" Brenda didn't catch on immediately.

"I won't take it, I won't take it," Coco shouted from its cage.

"Be quiet," Sadie snapped at Coco and explained to Brenda, "It's the green medicine that made Coco pass the microchip as soon as it drank it last time..."

"There's about half a bottle left, why? Are you constipated?"

"No, a senior colleague at the company needs it. Can you find the medicine for me, and also prepare a pot of barely touched tuna, some sandwiches, cheese bread, then buy a fruit basket? I want to take them to the hospital to visit a patient," Sadie explained.

Brenda nodded.

her room to spend some time with

had

items and rushed

on the

same hospital Mia had visited the previous night, Santa

or their families to go through any

are exceptionally good, as is the quality

the entrance for Sadie, leading her

man lay alone in the luxurious ward, his eyes dull as they

Mr. Wood had become nothing more than skin and bones, vehemently

met with a sudden outburst, "Get away, I won't

the nurse stepped back and, shaking her head, said to Dahlia, "We're really out of options here; Mr. Wood refuses

"Mr. Wood has already taken five doses of the laxative, he's utterly

have a medicine here, guaranteed to work if he takes it." Sadie took out a bottle, shook it and gave a mysterious smile, "I've tested it myself!" Dahlia blinked, "Professional judgment tells me this

temper, he saw

me?" Sadie asked,

you for last time. If it hadn't been for you, I might have

lunch I've brought for you. Please give it a try." Sadie laid out Brenda's gourmet cooking

eyes filled with tears, "I haven't had a proper meal in two days. Those beasts wouldn't feed me, only made

of barely touched tuna, "It's hand-made by my good friend, a favorite