Chapter 116

At 8:40 AM the next morning, as usual, Natalie did her rounds and brought a few staff to Hackett’s ward. After asking him a few questions, she said, “You can be discharged today.”

Hackett was unhappy when he heard that he could be discharged. He had originally planned to go home today as it was boring to stay here alone, but after Trevon was admitted to the hospital, he changed his mind. Not only could he have company, but he could also watch a show. “Doctor, I couldn’t sleep last night. I felt dizzy, Why don’t I stay here to be observed today? What if I faint after I return? I’m still a child. I can’t leave just like that.”

Natalie was at a loss for words.

The other doctors were speechless as well. His acting skills were really poor. Was his brain even fully developed at this point?

Natalie was unmoved and said. “You’re wasting the hospital’s resources. The nurse said that you played mobile games until midnight last night and even went to visit other patients. This isn’t a presidential suite at a hotel. Are you addicted to staying here?”

Hackett was thick-skinned. “I couldn’t sleep last night so I went to visit my neighbors. Besides, how can the presidential suite compare to this?”

Natalie did not want to talk to him anymore. He was just spouting nonsense. It was obvious that he did not want to be discharged at all. “Stay if you like.”

When Natalie walked out of the ward, the intern beside her asked, “Doctor, he has clearly recovered. Why did you let him stay? Wouldn’t that be a waste of resources?”

Natalie thought that only the wealthy people of Athana could afford to stay on this floor of the hospital. Ordinary people would not have the money to stay on this floor. Since he wanted to contribute to the hospital financially and they weren’t short on beds, why should she stop him?

Natalie said in a low voice, “The rich are stupid. Isn’t it good that they’re paying? We can use the money to support poor families.”

Every year, Athana Hospital provided assistance to the less fortunate. They subsidized or reduced the medical expenses of many disadvantaged families. Naturally, she would not reject the contributions of these rich people.

Before she walked into the ward next door, she looked up and glanced at the sign next to the door. There was no name on it, but she did not think too much about it because it was a normal occurrence.

Jim was stunned when he saw Natalie enter. His mind was racing with thoughts. He was a little suspicious and looked at the man whom he didn’t know was unconscious or asleep.

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He remembered that the director said yesterday that Trevon should have woken up last night, but Trevon did not wake last night. He even called the director out of worry, but the director told him to calm down and that Trevon would wake up

tomorrow.

Natalie was also full of questions in the morning. She received a message from the hospital director in the middle of the night asking her to take over the inpatient department, and that she did not have to go to the outpatient clinic for now. She would only need to go there when there were special cases. She was a little depressed about this transfer. Originally, she was only a consultation specialist who worked Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays in the outpatient clinic, and Tuesdays and Thursdays in the inpatient department. Now, she was stationed full-time at the inpatient department.

She was puzzled about the arrangement, but she still maintained her professionalism. “Is the patient still unconscious?” Jim’s reaction was a little slow. “Uh… yes, yes. H-He didn’t wake up.” He hadn’t seen Natalie in two years, so his brain was a little short-circuited.

Natalie took the medical record and checked it, then frowned and narrowed her eyes at the person on the bed. She took out a medical flashlight and walked to the man’s bed. She opened his eyelids with one hand to check then moved to the other eyelid. After that, she stuffed the medical flashlight back into the pocket of her white lab coat and took out the stethoscope. She placed it in front of his chest and listened.

he doesn’t move too much. He will feel dizzy. If there are any other symptoms that

was a norinal and regular routine inspection. Natalie did not seem like she missed.

did not say another word. She turned around and left the ward to check on

looked back every three steps she took and muttered, “Who is that, Doctor? He’s so handsome. Even when he’s asleep, he’s so handsome and

serious look and said, “You’re a doctor so you need to remember

couldn’t hold it in for a moment. This man was just too handsome. He was so good-looking even when he wasn’t awake, and she couldn’t

to the impatient department’s office and heard the discussions of

is the patient in room 1314? The hospital director came a few times last night. I heard that

must be a big shot. They didn’t even put his

handsome men? The nurse at the front desk kept taking their temperatures. Aren’t they afraid of damaging the thermometer?”

few of

in her chair to continue reading the patients’

concussion together

asked, “Natalie, did you find out who they are when you went to do rounds in the morning?”

indifferently. “A concussion

thought, “We know this already. Why

sitting on the couch, was so excited that he almost cried out. If Trevon still didn’t wake up. Jum planned to

any discomfort?

was slapped away mercilessly. ‘Has she been

was confused.

his eyes at him and exhaled. “Was

he was asking about. “Yes, Mrs. Wilson was

hit. It was still a

move too much when you wake up.

much

deliberately get beaten up so that you would be

raised his voice, Trevon was affected and felt dizzy. He

think?”

thought about it. Trevon shouldn’t be stupid enough to take this risk just to see Natalie. That would be childish. There were many ways to chase

hospital gown and smiled with a touched expression. “You’re a good friend. I would have been happy if you just visited me,

sat on the stool. “Did you deliberately get injured so that you would be admitted to the hospital? You want to gain sympathy from Natalie and use this chance to pursue her, right?” After thinking for a long time after he went back last night, he felt that what

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hurt himself if it meant he could achieve his goal. Jim thought, “So I’m not the only one who thinks so. Even Mr. Blackwell thinks so.”

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