I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 152

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Approaching 9.00PM in the emergency room, the nurses were preparing for a

shift change. Suddenly, they saw a man, as handsome as a Greek god,

hastily approaching with a corpse in his arms.

“Sir, you-”

“Get a doctor!” Before the nurse could finish, Seth shouted.

The young nurse was startled and quickly went out, asking, “From which

department?”

Seth was dumbfounded. He assessed the injuries that Isabella had suffered

since the morning, from head to toe. Each injury required a different medical

specialty.

At least a consultation with the hospital director was necessary.

His expression was stern, and the nurse could tell it was serious. Without

waiting for him to speak, she turned and rushed to the director’s office.

Mr. Shaffer, Please Help Buy Some Food

“Director Witt, there’s a seriously ill patient!”

Under the suit, Isabella blinked, her thoughts oddly clear.

She opened her mouth and, with the last bit of strength, said, “Mr. Shaffer,

please don’t take away the suit later. I don’t want to be embarrassed.”

Seth was dumbfounded.

At 11.00PM, the doctor finished administering the IV to Isabella and jokingly

said, “If you had come a bit later in this condition, it would have made

headlines.”

Isabella forced a smile, her throat dry, unable to speak.

By the window in the hospital room, Seth furrowed his brow. He had been

standing there for nearly half an hour.

and receiving the

nurse had to go through

the doctor packed up to leave, Seth,

the background

behind his

his glasses up his nose

saying, “Well, I suppose I

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bed, Isabella estimated that the doctor

medicine. After all, she wasn’t originally

fainted from hunger.

tore

get the medication.”

stand idly. He reached out and

leave, Isabella couldn’t help but

Shaffer, you don’t need to trouble yourself. I’ll go

ignored her, scanning the prescription from top to bottom

complex expression./

asked, “What’s

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huh? Why don’t we skip the IV? You can leave after you

Seth intentionally spoke sarcastically, mocking

talking too much.

for the umpteenth time that she should

cold distance from Seth.

Seth tore the prescription and threw it into

he walked

a click, the

sat up. Stealthily, she climbed down from the

the torn pieces of paper

Seth’s behavior. The

no need to

to retrieve all the paper

or two words.

only complete

was confused. What kind of medicine

difficulty,

the shapes of the torn

with Isabella’s capability, she

less than three minutes.

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was impaired, and even focusing

a headache. What would usually take