Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1292

In the staff dormitory provided by the hospital, Emily, her best friend, had stayed with her for a period, but now she had gone to Tbridge City with Simon. So, Anthea lived there alone.

Sometimes, she felt lonely.

Now that she got a puppy, it seemed that her life was becoming much more interesting.

Anthea put on the white coat on the way to make the rounds of the wards, thinking that she could take it out for a walk. This little two-month dog could not run wildly like other grown-up dogs, but she could hold it in her arms.

After entering the ward, she stopped thinking about her private life and concentrated on her work.

As usual, Anthea took other doctors to check the ward one by one in an orderly way.

When she entered the last room, she saw that the bedding on one of the beds was particularly neat and the things there were all taken away. She could not help frowning. "Mila, where is the child in the 3rd bed in this ward?"

"Ah, don't mention it!" Mila had a look of sympathy on her face. "His mother took him away. The

hospital has requested them to pay medical expenses several times, but it seemed that they could not find a way to afford it. I heard that they were not going to give up the treatment. They should be going through the discharge formalities now!"

This was a patient she was in charge of.

The boy should be the youngest in the department she worked for. He was very weak, so she would pay more attention to him.

Anthea said seriously, "How can that be? The patient is seriously ill. We must move the operation as soon as possible. How can he be discharged from the hospital?"

"What can they do? They have no money to cure his illness! Otherwise, as a mother, if she has money, how can she bear to watch her child die?!" Mila shook her head helplessly. Although she was only an intern at present, she had seen many miserable situations like this in the hospital.

Anthea glanced at the empty hospital bed, turned around, and ran out quickly.

Before the charge room on the other side, she saw the mother and son who were queuing to get discharged from the hospital.

Anthea ran to them breathlessly and pulled them out of the queue. She said seriously, "You can't take your son away from the hospital!" "Director Lee, I know you care about my son, but... we have to leave because we don't have money! I've sold my house in my hometown and we can't take out a penny more after that!" The mother's eyes were red.

"But his illness can't be delayed!" Anthea emphasized.

The child's mother burst into tears, but she still shook her head with a dispirited and resigned expression.

The little boy, who was held in her arms, had a haggard face, but his eyes were as innocent and clear. "Mom, will I die?"

This question was electrical.

Anthea felt sad, and his mother cried even harder.

She stepped forward and pulled the mother and son. "Let's take him back to the ward first!"

"But the medical expenses..." The boy's mother hesitated.

Anthea told her, "I'll help you with the medical expenses!"

Then she took the mother and son back to the ward. After they put their things back, the nurse put the boy on a drip.

Anthea came out of the ward and walked all the way to the nurse station.

Mila, who had been following her all the way, looked dignified all the time. At this time, she could not help but say worriedly, "Director Lee, things like this happen all the time. We can't help all of them even if we want to!

"Besides, this child needs more than a surgery - a lot of medical expenses will be required for the followup treatment. All kinds of medicine he needs are imported!"

Anthea pursed her lips. "I know!"

She pondered for a moment, took out her phone from her white coat pocket, and walked to the window.

After the line was connected, she said, "Hello, Mr. Zurn, it's me!"