Chapter 261
“I’ve already eaten on the ne,” Natalie replied as she let go of Connor.
Sensing that his mother’s grip had rxed, Connor pulled his thick nket and snuggled back into bed.
The caretaker pulled down the bed table and put the thermal food jar on it.
Connor took up the spoon and ate away happily.
Natalie sat beside him, looking at her son lovingly as she wiped away the food at the corner of his tiny
lips.
“Ms. Smith, have some water,” the caretaker said, offering her a cup of water.
Natalie put down the napkin in her hand and reached for the ss. “Thank you, Ms. Carter.”
“Sure thing,” she replied with a smile, “I met Connor’s doctor on the way back, and he told me that
Connor could be discharged soon. I actually wanted to inform Ms. Lawrence, but since you’re back, I
think I’ll just let you know.”
“Oh, that’s great. I’ll go to the receptionist and get it settled then.” Natalie put aside her ss of water
and got ready to leave.
Connor was happy as ark when he found out he could leave the hospital. He pped his hands
cheerily and eximed, “I’m going home atst!”
Natalie knew the little one had been bored out of his mind confined within these walls, so she tapped his
nose in a pampering gesture, suppressing a smile that was spreading on her face. She took up Connor’s
medical record and walked out of the room.
After clearing all the paperwork, Natalie picked up her things and headed back to the ward.
Just as she was going into the elevator, a tall man in white ran right into her.
Natalie sprang back and barely managed to keep her bnce. All the stuff in her hand slipped and
scattered on the ground.
The man was not any better himself. He stumbled a few steps back, and his sses fell on the floor.
He picked up his sses, putting them back on in a haphazard manner, and started apologizing
profusely. “I’m terribly sorry. Are you okay?
Natalie was picking up the receipts on the floor when the familiar voice piqued her curiosity. “Dr. Baker?”
Jackson hadn’t expected to meet someone familiar in this setting, and he adjusted the sses on his
face as he looked at Natalie with a smile. “Oh, hi! What a coincidence!”
“Yeah, what a coincidence! What brings you here, Dr. Baker? I thought you’d be at your hospital,” Natalie
asked, standing up.
The doctor wiped off the sweat on his forehead and sighed. “I’m here to see if there is any backup
cornea avable.”
“Oh, why?” Natalie was surprised.
Jackson shrugged, “Well, I have a tricky patient. She’s adamant about recing her corneas with the
ones she secured herself. But she refused to reveal the donor. So I have no choice but to look for
backups just in case the transnt doesn’t work.”
“Hm, that’s difficult indeed. But I thought corneas are all the same. Why is the patient so picky?” Natalie
asked.
Jackson breathed a long breath and shrugged his shoulders. “How would I know? I don’t understand
what she’s thinking. By the way, why are you here, Ms. Smith?”
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“Oh, my son is admitted to this hospital,” Natalie replied, showing him the receipt.
“Ah, I remember. I think Ss mentioned that car ident once. I hope your son is fine now.”
“Yeah, he’s doing better now.”
Jackson smiled widely and nodded in approval. “That’s a relief. I’m d to hear that.”
“No worries, Dr. Baker. He’ll be fine,” Natalie replied with a smile as she gestured towards the elevator.
Jackson bid her goodbye, and she went in.
But just as Natalie walked in, Jackson spotted a piece of paper on the ground.
He quickly picked it up and called out to her. But he was toote. The elevator door had already closed,
and Natalie was nowhere in sight.
Jackson looked at the document and flipped it over. It was Connor’s health examination record.
He scanned through every item on the list and his pupils dted the moment he saw Connor’s blood
type. “Rh-negative?” Jackson eximed in disbelief.