Chapter 13: The Patient... is the Dog Ex-Husband?
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Anya hadn't expected her words to upset him so much. She quickly asked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Little Henry shook his head, his voice filled with dejection. "If I go... I won't get to see beautiful Auntie ever again."
As soon as he finished speaking, tears began to fall, plop plop.
Seeing his tears, Anya felt her heart wrench.
This little bunny... cried so easily?
She couldn't stand children's tears. Every time her little Mianmian cried, she softened. Facing this little guy was no different.
Anya sighed inwardly, helpless. She said to the little guy, "Auntie really has work to do. How about this... I'll give you my contact info. You can message me when you're free. Okay?"
"Really?" Henry's eyes were still red, but he stopped crying. Hope sparked in them.
Anya, seeing this expression so similar to her precious daughter's, found it even harder to refuse.
She nodded. "Of course, really. I won't lie to you."
"Okay!" The little guy instantly cheered up, regaining his appetite.
Anya watched him, amused.
After lunch, she gave him her contact information.
"This is my phone number. You can also add my WeChat. When you get back, be good and listen. Don't run away from home again. It's dangerous outside. Understand?"
"Mm-hmm! Got it!" The little guy nodded obediently.
Afterwards, Anya instructed her driver, "Thomas, take the little one home."
"Understood, Miss."
After watching the little guy get into the car and leave, Anya hailed a taxi to the medical research center.
Silas and Lucas had arrived first.
While waiting, they hadn't stopped searching for little Henry.
Around 2 PM, the old butler called. He said excitedly, "Young Master! The little master is home!"
Hearing this, Silas asked urgently, "How is he? Is he hurt?"
The butler replied happily, "No, no! Rest assured, he's perfectly fine. Not a scratch!"
Fine was good!
Silas finally relaxed. His voice calmed. "Understood. I'll deal with it when I get back. Keep an eye on him; don't let him escape again."
"Yes, sir. We'll definitely guard the little master properly this time." The butler immediately promised.
Hanging up, Silas finally had the mental space to ask Lucas, "Has that miracle doctor arrived?"
Lucas checked the time. "Should be soon. Don't worry. When they arrive, our people will bring them straight in."
"Hmm." Silas gave a slight nod...
At that moment, Anya had just arrived outside the research center.
Getting out of the car, she instinctively surveyed the building.
It was larger than she'd imagined, no less impressive than the specialized centers owned by her own company.
Moreover, there were guards at the entrance. Security was tight.
This patient seemed quite important...
Mulling it over, Anya approached and asked a guard, "Excuse me, I'm here for a medical consultation. Is Mr. Shawn here?"
The guard immediately replied respectfully, "Yes. You must be Miracle Doctor Mandy? Our employer has been expecting you. Please follow me!"
"Okay." Anya nodded and followed him inside.
Two minutes later, they reached the interior of the center, stopping outside a medical room door.
"Please wait a moment," the guard said to Anya before knocking.
Soon, the door opened from inside.
Anya instinctively looked inside.
The first thing she saw was a young, refined, scholarly face. The man looked somewhat anxious as he stepped out and asked, "Is Miracle Doctor Mandy here?"
A row of question marks instantly appeared above Anya's head.
Because she recognized the man instantly: Lucas!
Silas's personal assistant!!!
She was instantly terrified.
What was going on???
Why was Lucas here???
Wait a minute...
Anya suddenly remembered meeting little Henry at the hospital yesterday, and the director coincidentally asking her to take a case...
So, the patient she'd agreed to treat was Silas???
As if confirming her suspicion, Anya then saw the man inside the medical room...
He sat on a sofa, posture ramrod straight, features exquisitely handsome. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge, a delicate gold chain dangling by his ear. Paired with a white shirt and black trousers, he looked elegant and noble.
Who else could it be but Silas Beaumont???
In that instant, Anya felt a chill run down her spine. Her first instinct was to turn around and leave!
She truly hadn't expected her momentary oversight – forgetting to ask the director about the patient's identity – to lead to this.
It usually never happened. But yesterday at the hospital, her mind had been solely focused on avoiding Silas, causing her to overlook this detail...
Now, Anya was filled with regret.
She desperately wanted to leave before Lucas got a clear look at her.
Although she wore a mask, had her hair pinned up, and was dressed conservatively to look like someone in her thirties or forties, she still couldn't guarantee Silas wouldn't recognize her.
However, Anya didn't get her wish.
Before she could turn, Lucas called out to her.
"You must be Miracle Doctor Mandy?" Lucas approached eagerly, effectively blocking her only escape route.
He introduced himself enthusiastically, "Hello, I'm Mr. Shawn, the one who contacted you. Lucas Shawn. Thank you for coming personally, Miracle Doctor Mandy. Our employer has been waiting. Please do your best..." He gestured to invite her inside.
Anya, however, didn't move. She had no intention of entering.
Lucas was puzzled. "Miracle Doctor Mandy? What's wrong?"
Anya shook her head.
Although the patient being Silas shocked her, it wasn't too late.
She hadn't accepted the payment yet. Backing out now wouldn't be a breach of contract.
She absolutely did not want to be entangled with that man again.
This case? She couldn't take it!
Thinking this, Anya deliberately lowered her voice, making it sound hoarse. "I apologize. I cannot take this case. I cannot treat the patient. Please find someone else."
Lucas was dumbfounded. "Ah? Wh-why?"
He panicked, quickly blocking Anya's path. "Miracle Doctor Mandy, do you have some difficulty? Or are you dissatisfied with the fee? If so, we can negotiate!
Look, you're already here. Our employer's condition can't be delayed any longer. Right now, besides you, no one else can help. Please, do us this favor..."
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