Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 201

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with some time to spare, Leanne decided to make a quick visit to the hospital 

Bed 6 was empty, and the lady in the next bed, who had just undergone cataract surgery, mentioned that she had gone to the oncology department to see her daughter again. 

“Dr. Castillo, you’ve got to talk to your hospital management about not letting those people come around anymore. Every time they show up, Belinda ends up in tears. Her eyes are already in bad shape as it is.” 

The empathy from one patient to another was palpable, and the elderly lady patient was indignant. “She’s out there, working herself to the bone to give her child a few more days of life. And these people have the nerve to show up asking for organ donations while their child is still fighting. It’s like they’re cursing her! Heartless!” 

Her son interrupted, “I’ve heard all sorts of stories that once you sign the consent, it’s like signing your death warrant. When push comes to shove, the doctors won’t lift a finger to 

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you. They’d rather let you die because people are lining up for your organs.” 

Leanne was shocked by such distrust. She tried to explain, “Organ donation does require consent in advance because of the time-sensitive nature of harvesting organs after brain death. It’s not a curse, and there’s no malice behind it.” 

The son remained skeptical. “So, the moment you agree, you’re marked, and next thing. you know, you’re on the operating table with no clue, and your kidney’s gone.” 

Leanne couldn’t fathom why they were so mistrustful of the hospital. 

“That’s not how it works. No doctor would dare to remove your kidney secretly. The consequences involve more than just losing their job. It’s criminal charges and losing their medical license.” 

The patient’s family seemed unconvinced, so Leanne added, “These are only rumors. you have any questions, ask me or any other doctor. But please, don’t stress Belinda o with this talk. Everything is voluntary, and no one forces Belinda and Jada into anything 

“I’ll talk to the director about stopping those visitors from disturbing them.” 

The elderly lady said, “Dr. Castillo, you’re a good person. Unlike the director, who’s a quack obsessed with money!” 

Leanne then made her way to the oncology department. 

Belinda had just finished feeding Jada and was cleaning up in the restroom. Jada was sitting on her bed, watching Peppa Pig on the TV 

At just nine years old, after 30 rounds of chemotherapy and 100 rounds of radiation, her battle with cancer had long since claimed her hair. The hat on her bald head was worn 

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and slightly frayed at the edges. 

After seeing Leanne, Jada smiled, her dimples showing, and greeted her politely, “Hello, Dr. Castillo.” 

“Hi, Dr. Castillo,” Belinda quickly came out of the restroom, holding a bowl of freshly washed grapes for Jada and handing Leanne two more wrapped in a paper towel, placed in a Ziploc bag. “Dr. Castillo, take these for the road. They’re juicy.”