Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 159

“Even though Dr. Shadow has a collaborative deal going on with our hospital, she doesn’t take any patients,” Alan stated as a reminder for Mildred

In fact, it’d be extremely difficult for Mildred to see Dr. Shadow in person, let alone get her illness treated by her.

“I don’t care! I know you want me dead! I won’t believe you! I don’t want to get treated unless you’re able to bring Dr. Shadow here! I’m not leaving this spot otherwise!” Mildred firmly pressed the brake button on the wheelchair. She couldn’t care less about her reputation and appearance at all, for she started throwing a massive fit in the corridor.

She did all she could to cause a ruckus, be it wailing or screaming at the top of her lungs. Lilith’s words did Ettle to appease her.

There were a lot of people walking down the corridor leading to the inpatient department. They shot weird looks in Mildred’s direction. Some of them even muttered to each other

about her tantrum.

When Gino heard the ruckus, he exited the ward to check on the situation. Needless to

he was embarrassed to acknowledge Mildred as his grandmother.

“Hera, what should we do? Grandma demands to see Dr. Shadow right now!” he said to Hera as he turned around to look at her.

that time. She continued playing the game on her phone with one leg crossed

about to

be too tired to continue

a moment, he wondered if Hera

think Mildred’s tantrum stemmed from her displeasure with the hospital’s services and treatment. If

everyone was left without a choice. Lilich

a while. Can we go back to

I’m not going back to the ward! Mildred

“Alright, alright.”

take Mildred back to the ward. Then, she headed toward the top floor. Only after Mildred witnessed Lilith walking into the elevator did she release the brake button on the wheelchair. After that, she followed Alan and the head nurse back to the ward. The moment she saw Hera, she harnumphed loudly, as if to show how influential she

head nurse fell silent at

pot away her phone and got up to her feet. After that,

the misunderstanding, miss”

recalled the data on the check–up results, he became even more respectful. “How did you unclog the

She didn’t even bother sparing Alan a glance, even though he

down

in using acupuncture just to unclog Mildred’s artery.

office, he compared Mildred’s latest check–up results with those obtained from her past check–ups. He couldn’t help but marvel