Facade

“Even though Dr. Shadow has a collaborative deal going on with our hospital, she doesn’t take any patients,” Alan stated as a reminder for Mildred 

In fact, it’d be extremely difficult for Mildred to see Dr. Shadow in person, let alone get her illness treated by her. 

“I don’t care! I know you want me dead! I won’t believe you! I don’t want to get treated unless you’re able to bring Dr. Shadow here! I’m not leaving this spot otherwise!” Mildred firmly pressed the brake button on the wheelchair. She couldn’t care less about her reputation and appearance at all, for she started throwing a massive fit in the corridor. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

She did all she could to cause a ruckus, be it wailing or screaming at the top of her lungs. Lilith’s words did Ettle to appease her. 

There were a lot of people walking down the corridor leading to the inpatient department. They shot weird looks in Mildred’s direction. Some of them even muttered to each other 

about her tantrum. 

When Gino heard the ruckus, he exited the ward to check on the situation. Needless to 

he was embarrassed to acknowledge Mildred as his grandmother. 

“Hera, what should we do? Grandma demands to see Dr. Shadow right now!” he said to Hera as he turned around to look at her. 

Hera had already put on her headphones at that time. She continued playing the game on her phone with one leg crossed over the other while sitting on the chair comfortably. clearly, she didn’t care about the situation at all. 

“Hera?” Gino approached her, intending to take her headphones away. He was about to reach for the headphones when Hera slapped his hand away. 

Hera didn’t even bother looking up from her phone. “She’ll be too tired to continue throwing the fitonce she wears herself out.” 

Gimo didn’t know what to say. For a moment, he wondered if Hera truly was Mildred’s biological granddaughter. 

While Hera was perfectly capable of being calea and uncaring toward the ruckus, others found it difficult to do the same. Alan, in particular, was starting to get antsy.” Those who weren’t in the loop might think Mildred’s tantrum stemmed from her displeasure with the hospital’s services and treatment. If this were to continue, the recuperation rate of other patients might be affected. Not only that, but it would definitely wreck the hospital’s reputation. 

In the end, everyone was left without a choice. Lilich had to yield to Mildred’s unreasonable demand. 

“Alright, Mom. I’ll go get Dr. Shadow in a while. Can we go back to the ward first? Let’s not affect others, okay?” 

“I want you to go find Dr. Shadow now! otherwise, I’m not going back to the ward! Mildred insisted stubbornly. 

“Alright, alright.” 

Lilith didn’t want Mildred to continue throwing that fat others, so she asked Alan and the head nurse to take Mildred back to the ward. Then, she headed toward the top floor. Only after Mildred witnessed Lilith walking into the elevator did she release the brake button on the wheelchair. After that, she followed Alan and the head nurse back to the ward. The moment she saw Hera, she harnumphed loudly, as if to show how influential she was in this hospital. 

Gino, Alan, and the head nurse fell silent at the sight. 

“Since there aren’t any problems with her, that means I can leave now, right? Hera pot away her phone and got up to her feet. After that, she glanced at Alan coolly. 

“Sorry for the misunderstanding, miss” 

When Alan recalled the data on the check–up results, he became even more respectful. “How did you unclog the artery so qui—” 

Before Alan could finish his sentences, Hera said goodbye to Gino before leaving the ward. She didn’t even bother sparing Alan a glance, even though he was a well–known doctor who specifically treated elderly patients in Norburgh. 

To think that he’d get looked down on by a young girl.. 

Then again, Hera was extremely skilled in using acupuncture just to unclog Mildred’s artery. 

Once Alan returned to his office, he compared Mildred’s latest check–up results with those obtained from her past check–ups. He couldn’t help but marvel at Hera’s medical skills 

in awe. 

“Youngsters really are talented nowadays…” 

The hospital director, Oscar Bloom, happened to walk into Alan’s office at that time, so he overheard the monologue. 

“Dr. Pittson, what are you marvelling about?” he asked curiously. 

“Ah, Dr. Bloom!” Alan rose to his feet immediately and greeted Oscar upon seeing the latter. 

Oscar waved a hand airily with a chuckle “Take a seat, Dr. Pittson: Tell me, what happened?” 

Alan knew Oscar was very experienced and well–read. Not only was he kind and gracious, but he also cherished talented people. Hence, he told Oscar about Hera’s acupuncture skills. 

Oscar was shocked after hearing Alan’s explanation. “Really? It’s not rare to see doctors using acupuncture to unclog arteries. But the thing is, only a handful of doctors are capable of unclogging arteries immediately with their skills. Hurry, show me the security footage! 

In order for the medical staff to care for the VIP patients well, all of the VIP wards were equipped with security cameras of their own.