Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 10

Aimee stood by without saying a word, speechless at how things had developed.

It is clear that she asked the old Hayden to help her as a doctor to assist in Patrick's care, just to make it easier for herself to start treatment later.

How come at this moment she feels that Patrick is setting a trap for her to jump into it?

This is good, she just said to Patrick that she is mediocre, an ordinary small doctor, and if she cured him afterwards, it would be a slap in the face.

Originally, she was thinking that she would secretly help him with his treatment, and when the time came, she would say that the experts who were heavily hired over were too powerful to possess such a medical miracle.

Then she would not be breaking her promise to the teacher.

Now well, Patrick has put her directly into a dilemma, making her rethink whether to cure him or not.

Unable to make a decision for a while, Aimee just knew that at this moment, this second, she didn't want to see him at all.

So Aimee said to the old Hayden, "Grandpa, it's getting late, Master Patrick should rest, and you should rest too."

the old Hayden sniffed, then immediately said, "Yes, yes, you are also tired all day, you also need to rest."

After that, he looked at Patrick again and said, "Pat, get some rest, and Grandpa will see you tomorrow."

Patrick nodded, gave Aimee a parting glance, and let them go.

After making sure they were back in their respective rooms, Patrick said to Trace, "Go pull up all the surgeries she's handled and see how skilled she is."

Trace immediately went to work on it, but didn't understand how they Master Patrick even had to check this.

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After Aimee returned to her room, a rare look of anger appeared on her face.

She grabbed a pillow and hammered it twice, muttering in a good-natured way, "Dog man, paralyzed for life, lying down is so able to be a demon, stand up still."

Sitting indignantly on her bed, Aimee thought again of the look Patrick had given her before he left.

It's almost as if it's going to piss people off.

Aimee fell onto the bed with her head tilted, throwing all the curses she knew at Patrick's body.

Just at this time, the phone rang.

It's a tweet.

Aimee fished out her phone and saw that it was Matilda, the wealthy fan.

Matilda: The medicine has been obtained, pay the money.

Aimee had a headache, how did she get entangled with this vampire, if not for her wealth, she would have run into Matilda, a shady businessman, and gone bankrupt in a minute.

After transferring the amount, Aimee asked, "How long will it take to arrive?"

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, on time at Innisrial, will it be delivered to you, or will you come and get it yourself?" Matilda said.

Aimee's mouth twitched, the dead woman, really do not miss any opportunity to make money.

Without hesitation, she returned, "Send it over."

"Gee, I was hoping to save you some money," Matilda said hypocritically, "rich women are rich women, big time."

Aimee resisted the urge to roll her eyes, after so many years of dealing with her, she could still not understand what she was.

Even if she personally goes to pick it up, she can get a reasonably chargeable reason, and why should she pay for it and contribute to it.

After the appointment was made, Aimee did not talk to Matilda again.