Autumn sat down with a slightly stiff posture, her back straight and hands clasped neatly on her knees.
She looked just like a student meeting her teacher, sitting upright and properly.
Peter glanced at her and began asking about her condition. “How long has your stomach pain been bothering you?”
Lowering her head, Autumn tried to recall but couldn’t pinpoint exactly when the pain had started.
She only vaguely remembered that it had been a while.
She hesitated and replied, “I don’t really remember…”
“It’s alright.”
Peter adjusted his reading glasses, scribbled a few notes on the examination slip, then tore it off and handed it to her.
“Take this and get the test done. I’ll send the results and the necessary medication to your home in a few days. You can come back for a follow–up in a month.”
Autumn took the slip. “Alright, thank you, doctor.”
The words endoscopic biopsy were printed on the form.
She let out a quiet sigh and turned to leave.
“Wait a moment,” Peter suddenly called out to her.
“Young lady, aside from medication, your emotional well–being matters too. Staying away from unpleasant people and things will definitely help.”
Autumn paused, turned around with a smile, and said, “I understand. Thank you for the reminder, doctor.”
She was finally about to escape that nightmare.
From now on, it would be all about her career–no more foolish belief in so–called love.
The endoscopic biopsy was a bit complicated and
painful, but still far less so than the gastric puncture she’d gone through previously.
After the procedure, the nurse helped her out and asked her to rest in the hallway for about half an hour.
Autumn, feeling slightly uncomfortable, leaned back in the resting area and closed her eyes.
Jesse went to handle the discharge paperwork for her.
Half an hour later, the discomfort had eased a bit, and Jesse brought Autumn home.
The moment Autumn arrived, Zoe rushed out to greet her and took the items from her hands.
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“Ma’am, you’re finally back. You have no idea. Mr. Carter’s been thinking about you nonstop these past few days.
“He said you were feeling down and went on a vacation. So? Did you have fun?”
Autumn pulled the corner of her lips. “It was quite nice.”
Vacation, huh?
What a joke.
Julian really could make up anything with a straight face.
Good thing she no longer cared, or it would’ve driven her mad.
She’d been sick and hospitalized, and Julian didn’t even bother to visit–yet he had the audacity to tell Zoe she was off on vacation?”
How unbelievable.
Lying in that hospital bed for two days gave her a lot of time to think.
When faced with life and death, everything else felt trivial.
From now on, she was going to cherish herself and stay far away from that scumbag and his mistress before their nonsense killed her from sheer
anger.
That wouldn’t be worth it.
“That’s good.”
Zoe smiled and took her things inside.
She thought to herself, “If Mrs. Carter had enjoyed her time away, maybe she wouldn’t fight with Mr. Carter again.”
Just as Zoe was about to return to the kitchen, Autumn suddenly called out, “Zoe, I don’t have much of an appetite for lunch. Just make me some oatmeal.”
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