Chapter 189 Extra Care on the Operating Table
"Grandma, I'll come to see you later," Abella stood up, gently closing the door to the ward.
She walked over to the floor guide station and said to one of the nurses, "Please keep an eye on the patient in Room 301. If there are any sudden changes, dial the contact number provided and reach me. My name is Abella."
"I got it! Don't worry! We're on the same team since you're Dr. Smith's girlfriend," the nurse, who was the same intern from earlier, smiled with bright eyes.
"By the way, can I ask you for a favor? Can you tell your boyfriend to be a bit gentler? He's been wearing a cold face all day, making us afraid to breathe."
"He's not my boyfriend," Abella corrected calmly. "But I will pass on your message."
"Don't mention about me! I beg you!" The nurse folded her hands together and prayed incessantly.
At that moment, Dr. Smith walked out of his office and saw Abella about to leave. He strode towards her with his long legs.
The nurse, seeing him, hastily picked up a medical record and pretended to read, but ended up reading it upside down...
"Abella," Dr. Smith called out as he stopped her. "Are you leaving?"
"Yes, just be gentler in the future," Abella said.
Dr. Smith wondered why, as he thought he was already gentle enough? Especially in front of this little girl, his temper was exceptionally good! Did the nurse say something bad about him? How could this little girl have known otherwise?
With these thoughts in mind, Dr. Smith's gaze shifted to the nurse, who was trembling and holding onto the medical record...
"What I mean is, you're usually too fierce, so smile more."
"'Am I fierce?" Dr. Smith found it amusing. This little girl had never seen him in a fierce state before. Compared to how he treated Aurora and the Wilson family, he was truly fierce then!
He had been very kind to the young girl, didn't he? The nurse next to him stole a glance at Dr. Smith's smile and couldn't help but be stunned.
She had never expected that the usually cold Dr. Smith could look so handsome when he smiled... He was so gentle with this girl...
"That's how it is, smile more. I'll go back now since I have some things to take care of," Abella said, looking at the infatuated nurse by the side and tapping the desk with her finger.
"Remember to keep an eye out for me."
"Okay, okay, no problem!" the nurse hurriedly agreed.
"Abella," Dr. Smith called her again, "Are you going to find them? I'm worried about you going alone."
"Don't worry, they're the ones who should be worried," Abella casually raised the corner of her lips. "If I get too heavy-handed, please take extra care on the operating table."
"Rest assured, I guarantee that they will never forget it for the rest of their lives."
"Alright."
Seeing Abella leaving, the young nurse couldn't help but say, "Dr. Smith, your friend is so cool...she has such a strong presence."
"What were you saying about me just now?" Dr. Smith asked gently.
"Huh? Nothing, I didn't say anything..." The nurse quickly denied.
"You will be on the night shift for the next week," Dr. Smith snorted.
"Ah? Dr. Smith, did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, please don't go..." The nurse wailed.
Abella took a taxi and arrived at the Wilson family's house. As soon as she entered the yard, she heard two maids excitedly sharing their "spoils."
"This dress is nice! Give me one..."
"I heard that old thing is dying soon. We can choose these clothes at will! Look at this style, it's really good..."
"She's so old, it's a waste for her to wear such nice clothes!"
"That's right! Hey, look, why is there a QY logo on this dress when it's in the sunlight? What does it mean? Is it a famous brand?"
"I don't know either, it's probably some anti-counterfeit mark! Who cares, as long as the clothes are beautiful!"
"I've had my eye on this dress for a long time! That old thing probably won't be coming back! Let's take more!"
With a bang, the golden iron gate was kicked open by someone.
The two maids looked in the direction of the sound and saw Abella. Instinctively, they hid the clothes behind them.
But there were piles of clothes in front of them, they didn't have time to hide them properly and looked a bit guilty as they glanced at Abella.
"Abella, why are you back?"
"She's not a member of this family anymore! Haven't you heard? Her biological family is in the impoverished district. She's probably here to borrow money from the old madam!"
"But didn't the master just give you sixty million dollars!"
"Do you really think this is your own home? You barge in without even saying hello. Have all the etiquette the Wilson family taught you gone to waste?"
Abella approached them step by step and asked coldly, "Grandma's clothes, why are they in your hands?"
She personally designed them for her grandmother...
"Why are they in our hands? Do we need to report to you?" one of the maids sneered, pointing at Abella's nose, "Do you still think you're Miss Wilson?"
She sneered, rolled her eyes, and Abella swiftly grabbed her arm with a simple wrist lock.
"It hurts... What are you doing, Abella!"
The other maid panicked, "I'm going to tell the old madam..."
Abella kicked her foot, and the other maid fell to the ground in an instant, her whole face landing in the bushes, crying out in pain.
"Answer my question," Abella increased her strength.
The maid whose arm was being held in pain quickly explained, "It's the madam's idea! The madam said the old bastard, no, I mean, the old madam's health is deteriorating day by day. It's unlikely she will return, even if she does..."
"Also, there aren't many days left..." Abella's eyes darkened. Did Mrs. Wilson really hope for the old lady to die? Is she already plotting against her so soon?
"Mrs. Wilson wants to clear out the old lady's dressing room and turn it into a yoga room for Miss Isla... She said the old lady can't wear all these clothes anymore, that they're outdated, and she offered to give them to us, telling us to pick whatever we want..."
"Can she really take charge of grandmother's belongings?"
"Mrs. Wilson said she is the mistress of this house and has the authority to handle everything in it."
Abella ruthlessly shook off her hand, causing the nanny to accidentally fall to the ground.
"Ouch, my waist..."
"Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson, help, there's trouble, someone got hurt, someone's been killed..."
Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson, and Isla rushed out to see what was happening, only to find Abella had returned. Could it be that the little girl had changed her mind and was willing to cooperate with the Wilson family?
This was a great opportunity!!!
"Abella, you're finally home. Come in, come in and have a seat..." Mr. Wilson hurriedly approached with a flattering smile.
After all, Abella was raised by the Wilson family. In this critical moment, she came to repay their kindness!
Abella looked at his hypocritical face and felt disgusted. "How did grandmother's belongings end up here?"
Mr. Wilson was taken aback, not expecting her to see this scene by coincidence. He quickly explained, "These are outdated clothes. We wanted to buy new ones for your grandmother and didn't need these old ones anymore..."
"Wash them and put them back in the dressing room."
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