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.

examined and receiving the

go through the admission procedures for

As the doctor packed

in the background the whole

eyes behind

his nose and took a

from his pocket, saying, “Well, I suppose I

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estimated that

After all, she wasn’t

fainted from hunger.

doctor skillfully wrote on the paper, tore it off, and handed it

get the medication.”

did not stand idly. He reached out and

couldn’t help but prop herself

need to trouble yourself. I’ll go after

prescription from top to bottom with

complex expression./

Isabella asked, “What’s on the

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

intentionally spoke sarcastically,

talking too much.

the umpteenth time

cold distance from Seth.

tore the prescription and threw it into the

pockets, he walked straight out of

a click,

Isabella sat up. Stealthily, she

picked out all the torn pieces of paper from the

she complained about Seth’s behavior. The prescription

was no need to

retrieve all the paper pieces, but each piece only

or two words.

only complete one

of medicine was called cheese?

down with difficulty, and pieced together

to the shapes

usual day, with Isabella’s capability, she

less than three minutes.

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and even focusing for

would usually take three