My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me (Natalie)

Chapter 127 Men Are All Jerks

Chapter 127 Men Are All Jerks

Dr. Sloan was on duty in the dermatology department today. When he was updating medical records,

the door was pushed open.

"Can I have a look at the medical records of the patient in Ward 3602?"

Dr. Sloan raised his head in astonishment and looked at the unexpected visitor.

Natalie walked over to him and continued, "Her symptoms are not like those of a cosmetic allergy. It

should be a metal allergy."

"Who are you?"

Dr. Sloan raised his voice and asked, "Who let you in?"

How could she arrogantly order him to do things? What a rude woman!

Natalie was speechless, thinking her tone was indeed improper.

She froze for a while. When she was about to speak politely with a smile, Brock suddenly walked over

and banged on the table so hard that the glasses on it rattled.

"Watch your mouth! This is Mrs. Ramsey!"

Brock stood in front of him, folded his arms over his chest, and widened his eyes in anger.

Dr. Sloan freaked out. After coming to his senses, he adjusted his glasses that almost fell off his nose

bridge, looked through the medical records, and said, "Here is her medical record!"

Natalie had a rough look and politely said, "Please prescribe some chlorpheniramine for her and

persuade her into sending the necklace to a testing institution for component identification."

When Dr. Sloan hesitated, Brock glared at him again. Seeing this, Dr. Sloan immediately got up and

went to the ward.

The doctors had speculated it was an allergy to metal jewelry this afternoon, but Haylie had said it was

impossible because it was a sterling silver necklace.

Silver ions were stable and would not cause allergies unless they contained impurities. Haylie's allergy

symptoms had not been relieved after an entire day, so she also began to have doubts. Therefore,

when Dr. Sloan asked her to take off the necklace for inspection, she handed it over after hesitating for

a second.

Natalie smiled, "Ms. Wyatt, we will bear the testing fee. But if the necklace is confirmed to be the

allergen, please cooperate with us and clarify the matter."

Meeing Natalie's seemingly gentle but cold gaze, Haylie lowered her eyes and remained silent.

After a while, she said, "Let's just wait for the test results now!"

Then, she raised her head to look at Natalie and asked in embarrassment, "Can you please pour me a

glass of water?"

It was not convenient for her to do it because she was on a drip.

Natalie nodded and went to pour her a glass of warm water.

Haylie picked up her cell phone, dialed a number, and asked, "Where are you? Why don't you come to

take care of me?"

The person on the other end of the phone might have said something to anger Haylie. Then she

furiously cursed, "I am hospitalized and haven't eaten anything since this morning. Why can't you

come? Busy? Don't I know how idle you are? Why can't stop the live broadcast now? Few people are

watching! F*ck! How dare you hang up on me!"

Haylie threw away the phone and patted her chest to calm herself down.

Natalie handed a glass of water to her and gently said, "Drink some water. It's hot. Be careful!"

Haylie took the glass over and thanked her.

The water temperature was just right.

After downing the water in one gulp, she was still angry. So, she picked up her phone and called the

man again, but he rejected her call.

Haylie opened her mouth and shouted out a string of filthy words.

Then, she clutched her stomach and wailed on the bed, "I'm starving to death! The takeaway can't be

delivered. And no one is taking care of me!"

Natalie put down the glass and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll ask my friend to buy it."

Haylie had not realized she was still there until hearing her words.

She instantly sat up, cleared her throat, and asked, "Won't it be too troublesome?"

Natalie shook her head, "No. And you can order anything you want."

"Well, fried chicken and Coke will be fine!"

"No problem."

Natalie soon asked Brock to buy the food.

After taking the medicine, Haylie felt less itchy in her neck and face. She lightly scratched her neck,

took out her mirror, and found the rash had subsided a lot.

Natalie had also noticed it.

When Haylie put down the mirror, she happened to meet her gentle eyes, and her hair suddenly stood

up on end.

So, she dryly laughed, "I feel less itchy now."

Natalie smiled, "That's great. I'm relieved to see your condition improving."

Haylie had thought Natalie would scold her. But she said nothing after expressing her care. So, Haylie

felt she had underestimated Natalie. She turned out to be such a broad-minded big-picture thinker.

Soon, Brock brought fried chicken and Coke into the ward.

He was tall and burly, wearing black clothes and trousers. As soon as he walked in, the ward became

cramped.

Haylie blankly stared at the big man who was almost 6.2 feet tall and found he was mixed-race. And his

tough facial features made him look very manly.

Embarrassed by her gaze, Brock put down the food bag and said, "Ma'am, I'll go out now."

"Okay."

Watching him go out, Haylie withdrew her gaze, took out a chicken leg from the bag, and gnawed on it.

After taking two bites, she suddenly said in a sobbing voice, "Men are all jerks! There is no good man

in the world!"

Natalie was speechless, thinking Kendrick was an exception. No! Sometimes, he was also very bad!

Haylie thought of something, suddenly had a mental breakdown, and burst into tears. Seeing her raise

her hand and indiscriminately wipe her face, Natalie guessed it was because her boyfriend had refused

to take care of her.

Natalie never interfered in other people's emotional lives, so she just handed her a tissue in silence.

After crying for a while, Haylie calmed down, wiped the tears off with the tissue, and whispered, "I'm

sorry. Please don't laugh at me."

She then raised the chicken leg and said, "Thank you for the supper."

Then, she picked up her phone again, deleted the tweet, and said, "I deleted it. And I'm sorry for the

bad influence I caused." This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Natalie stood up and said, "Have a good rest. I won't disturb you any longer. When the test results

come out tomorrow, please help us clarify the matter."

"Okay." Haylie nodded, pointed to her bag, and asked, "Can you still buy this bag? I have long wanted

one, but it is always out of stock."

Natalie smiled, "I will try."

"Thanks!"

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After leaving the ward, Natalie asked Brock to check where the necklace was purchased.

It was a T-brand necklace. But she guessed it was a high-quality knockoff. And ordinary people could

not see the difference with the naked eye.

Even though Haylie had promised to help clarify the matter, Natalie wanted to play it safe. So, she had

a backup plan.

After Haylie had deleted the tweet, many people began to suspect Flower Face had threatened her.

It was early morning now. Natalie told the PR department that they did not need to issue a statement. It

was better to let things simmer now. Since they could make use of this misunderstanding to publicize

their products for free, they must not miss such a good opportunity.

It was two in the morning when she arrived home.

The autumn night was freezing. So, her hands and feet were cold. Her clothes were wet in the fine rain,

but she did not feel uncomfortable. And her footsteps became much lighter than before.

If she handled this matter properly, it would not have any negative impact on the brand but would

become a good marketing opportunity.

The night light at home was still on. And it was warm inside the house.

Natalie lightly changed her shoes at the entrance. When she tiptoed into the living room, she found

Kendrick leaning back on the sofa under a thin blanket while reading a book.

Why had not he gone to bed?