Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 126 Keeping an Eye on Her

William opened the window and flicked the ashes off the cigantie.

Then, he said to Fabian, who was sitting in the front, “Get me the surveillance footage of the hospital entrance.

Of course, he was referring to the footage of Emelie and Mona beating up Daphne. He didn’t want it to fall into the wrong hands and make things worse.

If the police looked into it, they could get locked up for assaulting someone.

Fabiannodded.

Then, William added, “Bring me the doctor in charge of Emelle’s mother’s surgery and the doctor in charge of Daphne’s father’s surgery.”

Fabian said, “Understood.”

Coincidentally, the doctor in charge of Greta and Daphne’s father was the same person.

Doctors who could perform heart transplants were in another league, and there were only two of them at LifeLine Hospital.

So, It was one doctor or the other.

Dr. Sebastian show would always be treated with respect by them.

However, when it came to William, he didn’t even dare to get into the car.

Instead, he just stood in the rain with an umbrella in his hand as he explained the situation seriously.

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don’t matter when it comes to getting a suitable donor for transplants. It isn’t first come, first served, either.

the doctors will vote on which patient gets to have the surgery first based on the severity of their condition. No one will be able to interfere

the week Although he only entered the system two days ago, he’s a higher priority

all decided by men.

on the window. The smoke and noise dispersed

Does that mean if the patient’s record in the system is serious, it’ll prioritize the

what William meant after a moment, and his face

recorded based on actual results, and

of the records, and there’s no reason for that as well Whether it’s Greta or Harold, they are all patients to us. We have

but the latter’s

his hand. He snuffed out the fire with his

there’s no suitable heart available, are

the hospital, William went straight back

was already 10:00 pm

he walked to the bedroom. Then, he casually tossed it

one of his codi’s. The mirrors tellected hisemotionless gaze.

rang, and he glanced at it. It was Henry calling himm

he answered

chuckling from the other end of the call. “You finally answered my call after a month, Mr. Middleton”

calls or tests. However,

as if he was worried no one knew who he preferred.

only asked, “What

home when you wake up tomorrow. You can have breakfast hear. We’ll have

“I’m busy tomorrow.”

us two hours?” Henry was angry