She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 556: The Patient is Nora He took long strides and forcefully grabbed Nora's hand, pushing her away. "Stop hitting!" he exclaimed.

In his carelessness, he applied too much force.

Nora, already thin, was blown away like a leaf in the wind, eventually landing in the dusty soil.

A loud muffled sound echoed through the office, abruptly silencing all other noises. In the profound silence, Nora's painful moans becdistinct.

Looking back, Teagan and Jane were dumbfounded by the gruesscene in front of them.

How could there be so much blood? It flowed continuously from beneath Nora's skirt, running down her delicate, fair legs, pooling onto the ground. Gradually, it formed a pool of blood.

Nora, clutching her stomach in agony, curled up on the ground, softly whimpering.

She weakly reached out a hand toward Teagan, pleading for help. "Teagan, save me." Upon witnessing this situation, Jane was also greatly frightened. She expressed her regret with a light sigh, sympathetically commenting, "This child is probably not going to make it." Child! Finally, the mention of the word prompted a reaction from Teagan. He hurriedly lifted Nora into his arms and rushed towards the direction of the elevator.

Regardless of everything, the child inside this woman's belly was still his.

After this distressing incident, Nora completely forgot Danielle's instructions.

Inside the hospital, Eddie was scheduled to be on duty today, but he suddenly had something urgent cup and asked Cheyenne to cover for him.

Since she had nothing else to do, she agreed.

The patients initially cto see Mr. Zamora because of his good looks, but upon seeing a beautiful and young female doctor, they had lost interest in seeking medical treatment. "Dr. Lawrence, can my illness be cured?" Cheyenne, who was writing in the pharmacy, twitched at the corner of her lips, thinking that this patient didn't trust her medical skills. She reassured him while patting her chest, "Don't worry, I will definitely cure you. After finishing this course of medication and incorporating my acupuncture skills, I guarantee you will recover completely." Little did she know, after hearing her words, the woman showed no joy on her face. Instead, she was filled with refusal.

Shaking her head, she explained, "No, no, Dr. Lawrence, you misunderstood me. What I meant was, can my illness take a little longer to heal?" "For example?" "For example, I need to cto the hospital once a month." This time, she finally understood. Smiling helplessly, she realized that this woman wasn't here for medical treatment but rather for Eddie.

Should she fulfill her wish? Just then, a tall figure dressed in white burst into the room.

The sound of high-heeled shoes tapping against the floor was clear and hurried.

Tap, tap, tap....

In the next moment, the person rushed to Cheyenne's desk, snatched the prescription that was placed on the table, and shoved it into the woman's embrace. With a furious grip on the patient's clothes, she pulled her up from the seat and pushed her towards the door.

Everything happened so quickly that Cheyenne didn't even have tto see who the person in front of her was before an arrogant, cold voice sarcastically mocked her.

"If you don't intend to seek proper medical treatment, then I suggest you don't cto the hospital at all, to avoid delaying the patients waiting behind you." The scolded female patient stood at the door, holding the prescription, and inexplicably glanced at the woman who had suddenly burst in. She cursed, "What a lunatic!" Leah didn't respond, and she simply closed the door.

Cheyenne's body trembled as she blinked her bright, dark eyes filled with mist of confusion. She glanced at Leah, who was standing in front of her with anger radiating from her. Cheyenne couldn't help but smile lightly.

Relaxing, she leaned back in her chair, casually twirling a pen on her fingertips.

"Miss Leah, may I ask what you're doing again? What if the hospital receives complaints because of your actions?" she asked nonchalantly.

Leah's hands slammed onto the table, as she leaned forward, and looked down at Cheyenne.

In her usual commanding tone, she spoke, "Let them complain. After all, the hospital isn't my family's property." "Cheyenne, I warn you, don't assist these troubleswomen with their reckless ideas and disturb Eddie's work!" She even glared menacingly at Cheyenne.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Miss Leah, you truly are domineering. But I am curious, what gives you the right to call them troubleswomen? What gives you the authority to orderaround?" So young, yet so envious. It's not a good trait.

Leah was momentarily taken aback. She had no right to order Cheyenne around. Considering their positions, even though Cheyenne was an acting director, she still outranked Leah. "I don't care, you're not allowed to help them," Leah persisted.

This woman who didn't want to get better too soon had cover ten times already. At least five of those times, she forcefully dragged Eddie into a conversation, preventing him from focusing on his work. It was truly annoying.

Cheyenne wasn't afraid of Leah. She threw the pen she held onto the table.

"Whether you care or not is your business. Whether I help or not is mine. I'm a doctor, not your mother! I'm not obliged to cater to your temper. Everyone is a grown-up!" After speaking, she stood up.

Taking off her white coat, she said, "Enough, I'm tired of arguing with you here. It's tto eat." Preparing to hang her coat on a hanger, she was interrupted by the ringing of an alarm outside. Beep, beep, beep...

Cheyenne froze, swiftly catching the coat in mid-air, putting it back on. She dashed towards the door, looking cool.

Leah only reacted when everyone had left. She chased, jed after Cheyenne in her high heels, shouting, "Are you going to agree withor not?"

In the corridor filled with the scent of disinfectant, a man in a blacksuit carried a woman covered in blood En and ran towards them. "Save her!" "Where are the doctors?" The nurse on duty was the first to notice the situation and quickly notified the emergency room to prepare the operating table. Trained professionals called for two more colleagues.

They placed Nora onto a gurney and hurriedly headed towards the emergency room.

"There's an emergency in Room 3 of the ground floor lobby. Dr. Lawrence, please cquickly." "Received, over!" Cheyenne rushed towards the emergency room, and the scene inside left her wide-eyed in astonishment.

"Nora?" She couldn't have seen it wrong.

The woman lying on the hospital bed, her blood staining the once pristine white sheets, was Nora! Standing by the bed was Mr. Teagan Parry whom Cheyenne had seen before. But Cheyenne quickly regained her professional composure, regardless of how much she disliked Nora. As long as Nora was in the hospital, Cheyenne would treat her as a patient and respect her accordingly.

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