Chapter 177 Can You Help Me?
At Duke Raleigh Hospital.
As soon as Anastasia got out of the car, she looked around the entrance of the hospital. After confirming the position of the paparazzi she had arranged. Anastasia went to the right side of Nathaniel, so that the paparazzi could take photos of their faces from the best angle.
“Nathaniel, can you help me? My legs are a little weak…” Anastasia looked fragile and sounded pitiful. She seemed to be very
uncomfortable.
Nathaniel glanced at her coldly.
Anastasia said softly. “Nathaniel, I don’t expect to get back together with you, but I’m really uncomfortable now… I saved you before, can
you…”
Nathaniel reached out his hand to support Anastasia after she finished speaking.
However, his thoughts were completely different from before.
In the past, he felt that Anastasia was a kind-hearted woman. Although Nathaniel stayed by her side partly because he wanted to repay Anastasia, he was willing to do it.
But now, sometimes Nathaniel would think, if there was no connection between him and Anastasia, what would happen?
At this time, the paparazzi hiding in the corner raised his camera and pressed the shutter, taking several photos in a row.
Anastasia immediately covered her mouth and retched. Nathaniel couldn’t help frowning.
“What’s wrong?”
Anastasia took out a tissue from her bag, wiped her mouth, and smiled gently.
“I’m fine, Nathaniel I just feel a little sick. I think it’s airsickness.”
Nathaniel didn’t say anything and took her to make an appointment.
Only the patient could enter the consulting room, so Nathaniel and Alfred waited outside. Anastasia went in alone.
Anastasia glanced at her mobile phone secretly. She had just received a message from the paparazzi.
The paparazzi: “It’s done.”
Anastasia smiled proudly.
The news that I stayed at the same hotel in Austin with Nathaniel and the photos taken today would definitely cause favorable discussion for me. But I want more than that.
Anastasia sent a message to the paparazzi.
Anastasia: “Come to my apartment to take more photos.”
After that, Anastasia took out a stack of money and placed it in front of the doctor.
“Give me a diagnosis of depression and prescribe some medicine for it. These are all yours.”
The doctor was shocked. “I’m not allowed to do that.”
“You think the money isn’t enough?” Anastasia added another stack.
The doctor immediately changed his expression and went to get the medicine for her.
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