Chapter 547
Reluctantly, Gigi Eyer rose from her hospital bed and continued to grumble, “You didn’t come to see me at all. You’re just here to aggravate me.”
She looked dissatisfied, but her hands were honest to grab the fried chicken on the table.
Jean observed her hand.
“Dr. Walterson said I can eat it!” Gigi Eyer directly stuffed the fried chicken into his mouth.
Julia forced a sideways smile. “Just leave her alone. She wants to die and has no desire to live. It would relieve us of stress and effort, as well as save us money, to no longer be responsible for covering her medical costs.”
Gigi Eyer had the odd impression that the fried chicken she was chewing wasn’t all that tasty.
Her face lowered.
Jean chuckled, “Don’t make fun of her, everything will be alright. Eat now, I’ll question Dr. Andrew about your ailment later.”
“There should be alternatives to transplantation.”
For a while, Gigi Eyer didn’t say a word and listened.
Her wrist scar had only recently healed, and even a small amount of forceful movement would rip the incision, giving her a faint tingling sensation.
She was constantly reminded of how tough it was to survive.
Just when Jean was about to summon Dr. Andrew over, a patient came from a different unit on the same level. He sprayed urine-filled water across Gigi’s door.
“A lady with such a heart belongs in the lowest parts of h*ll. She shouldn’t be admitted to this hospital at all!”
“Nobody wants to do a transplant on her. Even then, I’ll make sure to stop anyone who would do so.”
Awful words. One after another.
Julia covered Gigi Eyer’s ears. She cursed, “Have some sense and read the news! If you come here to make trouble, I’ll call the cops and arrest you.”
The desperate man took off running.
On weekdays, no one would stand up for Gigi Eyer.
It was also impossible for Andrew Walterson to stay outside her ward twenty-four hours a day. He frequently traveled to other wards, where individuals occasionally come to cause havoc without understanding what is going on.
Every time, Gigi Eyer’s mood would be affected.
She averted her eyes, “It’s useless, Auntie, they always…”
Dr. Andrew entered with a stern expression, “I have already reported to the hospital. He will be removed from the hospital tonight.”
“I, the attending doctor, still have this bit of power.”
Gigi was taken aback when she heard those words. She then smiled wryly, “What’s the use of driving one away?”
She is the best person to understand that Edbert used this as a tiny ruse to get the better of her.
They come to her one by one, and too many had been brought low by Sam’s company. For the rest of her life, she was free from any obligations.
She frequently had the thought of wanting to bury herself because of this sort of psychological strain.
“Dr. Walterson, let’s focus on matters at hand.”
Jean quickly recovered her thoughts, “I want to know if the previous donor was bought by Edbert?”
“This…” Andrew Walterson looked in Gigi Eyer’s direction. Originally, he didn’t want to talk about it face to face to avoid putting more pressure on her. Not clearing things would make the situation complicated.
“This scenario is quite likely. They made considerable promises on the phone but subsequently canceled the meeting and refused to return my calls.”
Being made in such a vile manner is just irritating.
Gigi Eyer has a chance to live!
Gigi turned her head to the side and looked at the fallen leaves outside the window, “You really don’t have to worry about my affairs anymore, I…”
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