Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

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.

up

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.

wakes up, make sure he doesn’t move

and regular routine inspection. Natalie did not seem like she missed. Trevon at

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

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

is so beautiful that it’s lethal, huh?” On the surface, she put on a serious look and said, “You’re a doctor so you need to remember your responsibilities. Don’t be a love-struck fool. I

and lowered her head. She couldn’t hold it in for a moment. This man was just too handsome. He

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

came a few times last night. I heard that he got up from his

didn’t even put his name on the sign. I don’t think they want people to know”

patients in the wards next to him are also handsome men? The nurse at the front

of them

did not reply. She calmly took a glass of water and sat back in her chair to continue reading the patients’ medical records from

together so that they could get

they are

indifferently. “A concussion patient”

and thought, “We know this already. Why is

who was sitting on the couch, was so excited that he almost

you’re awake. Do you feel any discomfort? As he spoke, he checked

the end, his hand was slapped

was confused.

him and exhaled. “Was

asking about. “Yes,

rubbed the spot where his head had been hit. It was still a little painful. “Did she

not to move too much when you wake up. If

replied without much emotion, “Got

“So, Mr. Wilson, did you deliberately get beaten up so that you would be

Trevon was affected and felt dizzy. He closed his eyes and snapped coldly, “What do you

think?”

to take this risk just to see Natalie. That

touched expression. “You’re a good friend. I would have been happy if you just visited me, but you’re here to

but Hackett felt the exact opposite. He pulled Jim up from the stool and sat on the stool. “Did you deliberately get injured so that you would be admitted to the hospital?

This

was wicked. He wouldn’t hesitate to 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.”