Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

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.

receiving the

go through the admission procedures

need medicine?” As the doctor packed up to leave, Seth,

background the

behind his glasses flashed

glasses up his nose and took a pen and

pocket, saying, “Well, I

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the bed, Isabella estimated that the doctor would

all, she wasn’t

fainted from hunger.

wrote on the paper, tore it

get the medication.”

idly. He reached out and took the

couldn’t help but

need to trouble yourself. I’ll go after the

prescription from top to bottom with a

complex expression./

“What’s

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we skip the IV? You can leave after you

intentionally spoke sarcastically, mocking Isabella for

talking too much.

pouted, reflecting for the umpteenth time that she should maintain

from

casual toss, Seth tore the prescription and threw

pockets, he walked straight out of

click, the door closed.

sat up. Stealthily,

the torn pieces of paper from the

about Seth’s behavior. The prescription wasn’t a trade

was no need to tear it into

managed to retrieve all the paper pieces, but

or two words.

only complete one read

kind of medicine was called cheese? She

down with difficulty, and pieced together the prescription

shapes of

with Isabella’s capability, she

than three minutes.

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intelligence was impaired, and even focusing for a

her a headache. What would usually