The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 571

Inez and Herschel were almost overwhelmingly warm and welcoming, leaving Citrine unsure how to interact with them.

Still, she accepted the two red envelopes they offered her.

She slipped them into her coat pocket, then made her way over to Hilda as if by instinct.

Falling into her usual role as a doctor, she asked, "How are you feeling today? Any discomfort anywhere?"

Hilda's heart filled with warmth at her daughter's concern.

She smiled, "I feel great, really. No complaints at all."

Being able to see her daughter every day and bask in her care-it was more comfort than she'd ever felt at home. Honestly, she was starting to hope she could stay at the research center a little longer.

But time, as always, moved quickly.

A few days later, both Weston and Raymond had fully recovered from the flu. Citrine handled their discharge paperwork and arranged for them to be sent home.

The following week, Hilda was discharged as well.

day, thousands lined up at the

patients had severe complications-their immune systems collapsing, their organs under threat. For these people, the hospital stay was the least of their worries; what truly crushed them was the astronomical cost of

carrying her unconscious child in her arms. She

it through the doors before

you'll need to register at reception first," one of the

hesitated, clearly embarrassed. After a long pause, she finally admitted, "I... I don't have any

suddenly dropped to her knees. "Please, I'm begging you save my child. He's burning up, he's already passed out. If this goes on, he won't

guard looked uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but that's not my decision to

the mother burst into tears, her sobs

Citrine happened

slightly and stepped forward.

her with respect. "Good morning,

Citrine nodded.

guard explained, "Ms. Sterling, this lady's child has the flu, but she can't pay.

the guards addressed Citrine, the woman looked up at her,

at Citrine and, without another word, bowed her head to the

Ms. Sterling,

feet. "Please, ma'am, there's no need for that. Get up. I can't