GoodNovelFree"The family's gone..." "What do you mean 'gone'?" "Well, this patient is one of our hospital's VIPs. She's been admitted here several times before." Dr. Winifred was puzzled. It was her night shift, and she hadn't treated Millie before, so she wasn't familiar with the case.
But the nurse knew all too well. Not just knew, but had been through quite a bit because of Millie.
Every tMillie was admitted, the nursing station would be shrouded in gloom.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"How does that have anything to do with getting a family member's signature? Get on it! We need a signature before we can proceed with the surgery. The baby has no heartbeat, and Millie is hemorrhaging. If we delay any longer, we might not be able to save her." "But, the guy who brought her in just dropped her off and left..." Dr. Winifred was infuriated. How could a husband be like this! So what if you're rich? Capable of buying VIP treatment but too busy to stay with your wife while she's bleeding heavily? That's just high society nonsense! "You said she's been admitted before, right? There must have been other visitors? Check the visitor logs, find someone." "Right away, Dr. Winifred!" When the phone rang, Beverley was deep in sleep.
She had it on silent and didn't hear a thing.
The phone screen lit up and went dark again, several times, before finally staying dark.
Hertha, on the other hand, did pick up. She was at an all-nighter with her girls, having the tof her life. "Hey, your phone's ringing." "Letcheck..." She pulled out her phone and saw a landline number.
Most likely spam or telemarketing, she thought, and quickly hung up without answering.
Soon, the phone rang again.
This time, she answered.
But the loud music drowned out the voice on the other end. She could only catch bits and pieces- "What? Hospital? Millie? She's made her way to the hospital again? Impressive!" "Miscarriage? No way, her belly's tough as nails!" "Sign what? I'm busy here, having fun, you handle it. I'm not dealing with that mess..." "Hello? What did you say? Can't hear you... Stop calling me, I know you're a nurse. Even if the hospital director called, it wouldn't matter! I'm not in the mood for her , who does she think she is..." "Alright, that's it. You figure it out. I've got things to do, bye." After hanging up, she waved her friends over- "Con, let's continue! Who was drinking?" When the nurse hung up, she had to resist the urge to curse.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe reported back to the operating room with the news.
"No one's taking responsibility? What does that even mean?" "Just what it sounds like." Dr. Winifred was shocked. "What about her own family? Like her parents, can we contact them?" The nurse shook her head and whispered, "...Dr. Winifred, this patient's situation is a bit complicated." "How so?"
"Well, she was trying to secure a marriage into wealth by getting pregnant before marriage. Them father initially didn't want the child, it was his mother who insisted on keeping it. But this patient, she's... a handful. That's why she's always ending up in the hospital
She paused, searching for the right words, "Last tshe was admitted, there was a huge fight with the M father's mother. Probably too many incidents like that, so now everyone's a bit skeptical..." Crying wolf, it never ends well. Dr. Winifred understood, her initial frustration giving way to calm.
She sighed, "The surgery has to ον
happen. Since we've done our best to contact the family without success, we'll have to initiate the emergency protocol. Go file a report with the administration explaining the situation and check the operating room's surveillance footage. Let's make sure we follow all procedures to the letter to avoid any unnecessary disputes later..." With everything in order, Dr. Winifred put on her gloves, her expression professional, her gaze steady- "Prepare for surgery."
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
