Love My Friends with Benefits novel Chapter 59

"I was just here this afternoon! She was fine when I left a few hours ago. How can this be?"

I could hear my voice quavering.

The doctor was a little puzzled. "We're not too sure of the exact reason. In fact, the patient's condition has been rather stable over the past few days. What would've caused this sudden deterioration?"

The nurse who recognised me came over. "Did you or your family say anything to her?"

"Say something to her? No, of course not!"

I'd just subconsciously denied it when a slender figure suddenly flashed in my mind.

Phoebe!

Could it be that she hadn't just been making an empty threat?

The nurse wrote something down in her notebook and looked at me doubtfully. "Really? That's really odd, then."

I grabbed her. "Did a young lady come here this afternoon?"

"Yeah." The nurse looked bemused and pointed me. "It was you, wasn't it?"

"Someone other than myself!"

I gritted my teeth and yelled.

I probably looked monstrous. The nurse staggered back a few steps, looking shocked. "I don't know either. I haven't been here after making my rounds..."

The doctor said, "We normally have surveillance cameras on in the ICU. You can check with security."

"Got it!"

I glanced at Grandma, who was unconscious and had several tubes plugged into her. I wiped my face and ran towards the elevator.

The elevator door was made of stainless steel and its surface was as flat and shiny as a mirror.

I looked at the door and saw a woman with snot and tears all over her face looking back at me.

It was my reflection.

I wiped my sleeve over my face.

I couldn't cry. At the very least, I couldn't cry in such a dishevelled manner.

When I was still staying with the Jones family, Grandma had always taught me that it was of utmost importance for someone to ensure that they maintained their appearance. I couldn't embarrass myself by crying. It would only make my enemies that much happier.

I pursed my lips and steeled myself, not allowing myself to cry.

On my way to the security room, Aunt Nancy suddenly called me.

I answered and she said, "Queena, come back! There's not enough money to foot your grandmother's bill!"

...

My world was spinning.

I leaned against the wall, trying my best to stay upright.

Everything was happening at the same time. I grimaced and hung up, heading back upstairs.

Back on the 13th floor, Aunt Nancy threw her arms around me and burst into tears.

"Queena, what are we going to do? What on earth are we going to do?"

I could feel the tears welling up.

However, I couldn't cry. I had to stay strong and handle this.

I calmed down and patted Aunt Nancy on the shoulder. "Let's not panic. Aunt Nancy, do you have your bank card with you?"

"I don't have any money in my account!" She sobbed. "All my money's locked down by a batch of inventory that was delivered two days ago!"

This news made my head spin again.

The doctor stood next to us and took his gloves off, looking awkward. "Your grandmother needs to undergo a coronary bypass operation now and it costs four hundred thousand dollars. If there's not enough money to cover the costs, we can't operate on her."

Four hundred thousand?

This was an astronomical number!