Chapter 177
After lunch, Millie was familiarizing herself with the outpatient clinic environment when she received a message from Thomas.
Thomas: âMillie, letâs go out to have fun!â
Millie: âMy dear uncle, Iâm employed. I need to work.â
Thomas: âWhy do you need to work? Canât our family support you?â
Millie felt resigned. The Caldwells could indeed support her financially, but she couldnât depend on them forever.
Thomas: âWell, let me take you out for a nice meal tonight. Consider it a treat.â
Millie smiled and replied, âOkay.â
Perhaps Thomas felt that she had been treated unfairly at the dinner with Gideon the previous night, so he wanted to treat her to a nice meal.
As Millie walked toward the elevator, she suddenly spotted a familiar and somewhat timid. figure at the front desk.
Frowning, she recognized Cara, the woman from earlier. She was dressed simplyâa clean, white blouse with floral canvas shoes. Her dark hair was neatly tied up, giving her a dignified demeanor.
Cara happened to look up and saw Millie. Her lips parted slightly while her eyes lit up a glint of recognition.
Millie glanced around but didnât see the man who had been with Cara earlier. She couldnât help but walk toward Cara.
Cara noticed Millie and smiled faintly.
Millie saw signs of aging in her eyes. âHello, Iâm Dr. Millie Caldwell. We met this morning,â she introduced herself.
Cara nodded. âHello.â
âDidnât you go back?â
Cara replied with a smile, âMy husband went home, and I sneaked out to come back here. I want to ask about my condition. How long would the treatment take? Can it be cured? How much would it cost?â
Caraâs voice was soft, showing that she was meticulous and gentle. Yet, Millie felt a strong determination to survive emanating from her.
âYour condition isnât critical yet, but it will require surgery,â Millie answered tactfully. Hospitalization, surgery, and medications afterward could total around 300 thousand dollars.
âDo you have any health insurance? Weâll try our best to help with reimbursement. All in all, it
shouldnât be too expensive.â
Since Cara was gentle. Millie subconsciously softened her tone a
However, Caraâs eyes widened with horror upon hearing the amount. It was astronomical to her! She gripped the comer of her shirt tightly, nodded, and whispered, âI donât have health
insuranceâ
Millieâs heart sank immediately. This burden seemed too heavy on Cara
âThank you.â Cara bowed in gratitude.
300 thousand dollars. There was no way Kane would give her that much money for treatment. With no options left, she could only wait for death.
Millie frowned as she noticed a tear trickle down Caraâs cheek.
âDr. Caldwell
Suddenly, Laineyâs voice came from behind. Millie turned and saw her mentor, her mouth agape. When she glanced back, all Millie saw was Cara hurrying away.
âDo not engage with patients privately!â Lainey chided.
âOkay.â Millie nodded, yet the image of Caraâs quiet determination to survive lingered in her
mind.
Lainey then instructed, âHead down to the first floor and grab something for me. Donât take
too long.â
Millie hummed in acknowledgment and hurried off to attend to her task
As she descended the stairs, she caught sight of patients with varied expressions. Some appeared somber, while some were delighted.
Millie sighed. She couldnât help but think of Cara again. If doctors couldnât save lives, how were they deserving of white coats?
âHey, sir! This is a hospital!â
âYou should talk it out instead of resorting to violence!*
Suddenly, the firstâfloor lobby erupted with shouts. In a flash, the front desk was overwhelmed with people
Millie lifted her head in a daze and stopped in her tracks. In the midst of the crowd, she
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