Chapter 232 Couldn't Judge Character by Looks, Because There Were Many Douchebags
The receptionist smiled as she asked, "Mr. Hastings paid for an entire month's stay. Ms. Roberts, are you extending your stay for another month as well?"
The receptionist didn't quite understand why Amber and Frederick, who seemed so close, were living separately. Moreover, during this period, they rarely left the hotel at the same time.
Could it be that they were having a quarrel?
Amber hesitated for a moment. Staying for another month in the expensive suite was beyond her means. She couldn't afford to stay that long.
She had earned little this year, so she couldn't impulsively invest most of her income into the hotel.
Not wanting to lose face in front of the receptionist, Amber smiled and said, "I need to check with my assistant about my upcoming work schedule. I might not be able to stay in Tideport City for that long."
The receptionist, knowing that Amber's work required her to travel frequently, nodded politely and understandingly. "In that case, Ms. Roberts, you just need to call the front desk before 2 PM to let us know if you want to extend your stay."
Amber nodded gratefully and entered the hotel, determined to sort things out with Frederick as soon as possible.
Whether she had to play the pity card or leverage their relationship, she had to handle this matter quickly. Otherwise, the longer it dragged on, the colder Frederick's attitude towards her would become.
The Tideport City Hospital.
The result of the meeting was to opt for conservative treatment.
Maria's family also agreed to the conservative treatment plan.
Maria's condition had garnered a lot of attention, so they didn't dare to take risks.
Despite Amelia's strong advocacy, only Kimberly supported her, while the other professors did not.
After the meeting, Amelia sat in the conference room chair for a long time without leaving.
Having faced obstacles everywhere today, she felt a bit down.
Kimberly, sitting next to Amelia, spoke softly, "Ms. Davis, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Maria's condition is under control now, and everyone recognizes your expertise. But this illness is full of uncertainties, so it's normal for everyone to be cautious about your opinion."
Amelia had been running a low fever since she arrived at the hospital today, and now she was in a bad mood.
She pursed her lips and looked quietly at Kimberly, saying calmly, "The fact that Maria's condition is under control proves that my direction is correct. The senior professors have had a lifetime of success, so they're worried about any mistakes tarnishing their reputations. However, if the patient misses the best treatment time because we're afraid to take risks, I don't think I could face the patient's family and say that we did our best. Did we really do our best?"
Amelia usually spoke very little in front of Kimberly. This was the first time Kimberly had heard Amelia speak so extensively.
She was silent for a few seconds, looking at Amelia's somewhat flushed cheeks, and sighed softly. "Don't be too hard on yourself. Have you made any progress with General Hospital? Are they willing to fund the equipment purchase?"
Amelia remained silent.
Seeing this, Kimberly knew that Amelia's progress on this matter was not going smoothly.
She gently patted Amelia's shoulder and said, "If you can convince General Hospital to buy the equipment, I can persuade those senior professors."
Amelia looked at Kimberly gratefully and said, "Thank you, Ms. Harris."
Kimberly chuckled. "You're a member of my team, so naturally, I stand by you. Besides, I agree with you. While Maria's condition is currently stable, we can't afford any more delays. No matter the outcome, we can only have a clear conscience if we give our all."
Amelia earnestly promised Kimberly. "Ms. Harris, don't worry. I'll finalize the equipment issue within three days. If I can't, I'll pay for it myself."
Kimberly smiled helplessly at Amelia's serious demeanor, stating, "As doctors, the last thing we should do is pay out of our pockets. There are too many patients in this world. Ms. Davis, you can't save them all by yourself. You have the Davis Manor behind you, but without it, how many patients could you help with just your monthly salary?"
Amelia was silent for a few seconds, then solemnly said, "Ms. Harris, this time is different. If Maria's treatment is successful, it will be the first successful case in the country. In the future, we'll have the experience with this type of illness."
Kimberly looked at Amelia with increasing appreciation. "That would be a significant achievement for our country and its people."
Kimberly and Amelia discussed this in the conference room for a long time. When another professor from the treatment team called Kimberly away, Amelia went to the restroom to wash her hands.
As she approached the sink, she heard a man's voice coming from the men's restroom.
"I know it's tough being pregnant, but I really can't leave right now. The child is still in the hospital receiving treatment. If I divorce my wife now, we'll both be criticized. Don't you want to buy a house? I'll get some money next month, and you can start looking for a house. Just hang in there a bit longer. Don't get too stressed."
'This douchebag,' Amelia thought, and her expression was cold.
Having worked in the hospital for many years, she had seen this scenario too many times.
While most mothers were willing to give up everythingfor their children's well-being, there were some fathers who lacked the same commitment.
Soon, a gentle, comforting voice came from the men's restroom.
"Buy whatever you want to eat. If you don't want to go out, have it delivered. Just pay a bit more for delivery. Your prenatal check-up is tomorrow. I'll make time to go with you, and we can also check out a postnatal care center."
If Amelia hadn't heard the previous conversation, she might have thought it was a husband comforting his pregnant, moody wife.
She felt only a sense of irony in her heart and washed her hands briefly.
The sound of running water made the man stop talking.
After drying her hands with a paper towel, Amelia tossed it into the trash, just as the man come out of the restroom.
His gaze immediately fell on Amelia.
Amelia also glanced at him.
The man was wearing outdoor work clothes, and the hat on his head was decorated with the name of an installation company.
He looked at Amelia with a probing gaze, unsure of what she had heard.
Amelia glanced at him briefly, and he immediately smiled at her, his smile seemingly honest and sincere.
It seemed one couldn't judge a person's character by their appearance.
She calmly looked away and walked out of the restroom, heading to Maria's ward.
There, she and several assistants to the professors were reviewing Maria's recent test data.
When the man from the restroom walked in and saw Amelia, his expression became very subtle, and he almost froze at the door.
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