On a Saturday morning, Everleigh was off duty. As soon as she finished her ward rounds, she met Theodore's assistant, Moses, in the corridor.
"Mr. Lawson."
"Good morning, Dr. Trevino." Moses greeted Everleigh. He waved the bag in his hand and said, "I've brought something for Madam Scott, and bought breakfast too. Have you had breakfast? Would you like to join us?"
"No, thanks for offering. I've already had mine," Everleigh smiled.
"Oh okay, then I should go. See you!"
As Moses walked past her, Everleigh suddenly turned and called out to him, "Mr. Lawson."
"Yes? Dr. Trevino?"
"Oh, I just want to ask why Mr. Godfrey hasn't been here for the past few days."
Theodore hadn't been to the hospital for an entire week. Theoretically, no matter how busy he was at work, it was a Saturday. Even if he didn't need to rest, his employees did, but Everleigh didn't see him coming.
"Dr. Trevino, why are you looking for Mr. Godfrey?" Moses had a puzzled look on his face.
Everleigh pretended to be indifferent and explained, "Well, we proposed a few more adjusted treatments. The analysis of Madam Scott's physical index has come out. As for what treatments to choose, we'll need the consent of her family."
Moses nodded thoughtfully and said, "I see. I'll tell Mr. Godfrey later. He's on a business trip, so he won't be able to come shortly."
"Oh, I see. Alright."
As Everleigh was about to leave, Moses suddenly asked, "Dr. Trevino, you can actually make a phone call to Mr. Godfrey directly."
Hearing this, Everleigh was a little stunned. She smiled wryly and said, "He should be very busy. This is not that urgent. It's fine; you can tell him about it later."
"Okay, well noted, Dr. Trevino."
"Thank you and have a good day!" Everleigh spun around and left. She did not notice that the moment she turned, Moses seemed to have something to say but didn't have time to.
After returning to the office, Everleigh sat down and drank some water. She picked up the phone to check the time. It was ten a.m. There were no missed calls or unread text messages.
Even Everleigh herself could not tell what she was looking forward to this entire week.
"Knock, knock!" A knock on the door interrupted her train of thought.
"Come in."
"Dr. Trevino, this is the examination report of bed No. 9 today."
The intern sent the patient's examination report to Everleigh's desk. She took it and opened to read. "There's something wrong with the index. The patient in bed 9 was supposed to be discharged this afternoon, right?"
"Yes, he's almost recovered. It's suggested that he should go home to rest and come to the hospital every two weeks for follow-ups."
"He has to do another blood test. After confirming that there are no problems, you can proceed with the discharge formalities."
"Got it."
Everleigh was turning the pages to the back when her cell phone suddenly rang on the table.
After glancing at the caller ID, she closed the examination report and handed it to the intern. "Go do a blood test for the patient first and send the report in again later."
"Alright, Dr. Trevino."
After the intern left, Everleigh pressed the answer button. "Hello? Hilda."
Hilda was a servant of the Trevino family. It was inconvenient for Everleigh to be home, so Everleigh would contact her most of the time to confirm that everything was well at home.
As soon as she heard the person on the phone, Everleigh jumped up from her chair and asked, "What did you say?"
"How is it possible? How could my father make a fraudulent donation?"
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