All Novel Sweet
Chapter 232
Kieran's train of thought was abruptly interrupted. He turned his head, his brow furrowed as he eyed the nurse at the door. "Are you new here?"
Before the nurse could grasp the undertone of his question, the hospital director had entered. "Mr. Sutton! My apologies. This nurse is an intern, unaware of who you are."
The director dressed hastily and rushed over upon hearing about Kieran's arrival at Crescent Medical Center. The Sutton family was a major benefactor to the city's healthcare sector and the largest investor of their hospital. Offending them was not an option. The nurse turned pale upon realizing who Kieran was.
Kieran's voice was cold. "If you have something to say, say it outside. Don't disturb her rest here."
"Yes, Mr. Sutton. Right this way," the director said, respectfully making way.
Kieran exited, the nurse quickly sealing her lips, daring not to utter another word.
Once outside the room, the director began, "Mr. Sutton, let me introduce our lead physician, Dr. Williams. A promising young talent..."
"Get to the point." Kieran's tone was icy. "I just want to know how she's doing."
Hearing this, the director turned to Dr. Williams.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Adjusting his glasses, Dr. Williams began, "Ms. Dawson's injuries aren't too severe overall, mostly superficial wounds that should heal in a few weeks. But her arm and the back of her hand have suffered significant damage. It looks like her arm was deliberately broken, and the wound has become infected. Her right hand got crushed, damaging the tendons and bones. It'll take months to heal, and it might affect her ability to write or exert force."
Kieran's heart tightened. "Isn't there any other way?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sutton. Ms. Dawson's injuries are severe. Should we consult with an international team of specialists and follow a rigorous rehabilitation program, there's a chance for improvement. The process might be challenging, though."
Kieran said coldly, "As long as her hand can recover, the process doesn't matter to me."
"Mr. Sutton! Qur hospital's always OTHE teaming up with world-class experts. We got this under control. Trust me on this." The director didn't waste a second to take command, trying to make a good impression on Kieran.
Kieran said, "Let's skip the details. I'll stay here tonight and take her home tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Dr. Williams was shocked. "Given Ms. Dawson's condition, hospital observation is crucial."
"The environment here isn't good enough. I'll have the necessary equipment moved to my place for Freya's recovery."
Dr. Williams and the director were
both deflated. Their hospital was the
largest and most reputable in the
city center, but Kieran found it
wealthy were hard toolnet
inadequate! The whims of the
After the doctor and the director had left, Kieran returned to Freya's room. Seeing her in a drowsy state, murmuring incoherently, Kieran leaned in to listen.
Hearing her ask for water, he
immediately went to look for a water
dispenser. Such menial tasks were
foreign to him, and he clumsily attempted to use the machine.
en
Upon returning, he carefully fed the water to Freya.
"Cough, cough..." Perhaps choked by the water, Freya began coughing violently.
Seeing Freya frown in discomfort, Kieran felt out of his depth. He set the glass aside and gently laid her back on the bed.
At that moment, Jarrett sent over documents for the next day's meeting to Kieran's phone.
Kieran reluctantly turned his attention to his phone, straining to review the materials for the upcoming meeting.
Suddenly, Freya seemed caught in a nightmare, crying out, "Stop... don't hit me!"
Kieran rushed right over to her, not quite knowing how to console her. He gently took her hand and whispered, "I'm here. Right here. No one's going to hurt you."