All Novel Sweet
Chapter 241
Chapter 241
Gwendolyn hung up the phone, her strides firm as she made her way back.
Out of breath, Sandra caught up to her “Finally found you. The Lopez family has been admitted, to room 2121. No matter how much Dr. Hamilton tried to convince them, they insisted on having you as the attending physician.”
She grumbled, “Talk about pushy. There’s a proper process for seeing patients, but they think they’re the exception. It’s all about their clout, isn’t it?”
Gwendolyn had regained her composure, “Is the patient stable now?”
“Yesh, we pulled him through,” Sandra said, linking her arm with Gwendolyn’s, “Don’t worry I’m on duty in 2121 too.”
Gwendolyn gave her a profound look, her voice husky with gratitude, “Thanks.”
“No need. If he wakes up, it’ll be a national sensation. My shot at becoming a head nurse is riding on you.” Sandra said this to lift her spirits
Gwendolyn quickened her pace, reaching the door of room 2121.
The comidor was crowded with the Lopezes and the Hamiltons. Even the elusive William was there.
Selina’s eyes were red with emotion, “Gwendolyn, thank you for agreeing to save Claude. I assumed you refused because of Howie. I was being small–minded.”
She couldn’t resist taking a jab at Gwendolyn.
Ever since the Stellar Crescent Foundation incident, Sandra had lost all fondness for Selina.
She said sarcastically, “Well, Ms. Hamilton, that’s quite a reflective attitude. Have you made a decision about the breast augmentation you asked about last time?”
“I haven’t.” Selina denied, flushed with embarrassment.
Men prefer curves, know?
and her ballerina diet had left her flat–chested. She had discreetly inquired about augmentation, but how did Sandra
Gwendolyn glanced at Selina’s chest, making no comment, yet Selina felt even more humiliated.
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“Dr. Quigley,” Eve said with teary eyes, “we’re putting you
The Lopez family had been at a gala when Magnolia had smuggled Claude out. By the time they got Sanford’s call, it was too late.
They couldn’t bear to pass up such an opportunity.
Carlisle was more pragmatic, “Dr. Quigley, whether you succeed or not, we will owe you a debt of gratitude. Name your price, and well meet it”
Derrick, supporting Magnolia, didn’t believe in miracles. Even Silas had been cautious, only managing to prolong life.
Gwendolyn entered the room silently, looking at Claude surrounded by machines and tubes, her focus intensified.
She took his pulse and made her diagnosis.
His vitality was depleted, like a withered vine, sustained only by extemal nourishment. His brain was congested, and his limbs were severely damaged.
If the medication is too strong, it would overburden him. If it’s too weak, it wouldn’t be effective.
No wonder conventional medicine was at a loss, and the steroids had only caused resistance.
Gwendolyn’s expression was grave as she concentrated.
She closed her eyes, sensing the flow of energy and life force beneath her fingertips.
Derrick watched her, a smirk hidden at the corner of his mouth, feigning concern, “Can you treat him?”
Gwendolyn let go of Claude’s wrist and faced the crowd, “His condition has been neglected for too long, affecting his lifespan. Even
“Didn’t expect even you couldn’t cure him,” Derrick interjected with feigned regret, “Mom, Magnolia, don’t be too upset.”
Eve sobbed, and Magnolia’s eyes welled up.
Gwendolyn spoke deliberately. “Mr. Hamilton, I wasn’t finished.”