Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 970

Evander was thrilled to see Evelyn. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He tried to express his feelings with his hands, waving them around, and forming them into letters. Evelyn could see the joy in his face.

Evelyn stood at the end of the bed, smiling at Evander, and then she turned to Sheffield. "Get him on CRRT. You and I both know he needs it. And put him on the waiting list for a new kidney. When he gets better, he can change to ordinary dialysis."

"You're right," Sheffield replied after a pause. He turned and asked a nurse to get a room ready for CRRT.

Nova was so anxious that she grabbed the nurse by the arm. She yelled, "Oh, no! We don't want CRRT. It's too expensive. We don't have the money for that! Don't listen to her!"

Evelyn cast a sidelong glance at her and told Tayson, "Go to the registrar and tell them to put it all on my tab."

Hearing this, Nova shut up. She knew Evelyn was rich. Feeling embarrassed, she walked back into the room and remained silent.

"Yes, Miss Huo." Tayson left to do as he was told.

Sheffield led the doctors and nurses out of the ward. Before he left, he told Evelyn quietly, "I'll be in my office. I need to finish up some paperwork and write a prescription."

Evelyn nodded.

Now there were only three people left in the ward, and the place was much quieter. Evelyn walked up to Evander and looked at the middle-aged man. The excessive water accumulation swelled his limbs and caused other problems. "Uncle Evander, why didn't you tell your family you were sick?" she sighed, feeling sorry for the man.

Evander shook his head with a smile. Evelyn didn't know what he wanted to say. He made unintelligible sounds, occasionally grabbing Evelyn's hand and gesturing. After a long while, he finally realized that he couldn't speak. So he took out his phone and typed on it. "Don't spend any more money on me, kiddo. I'm really sick. I'm used to it."

Evelyn shook her head. "Listen to the doctors, Uncle Evander. Take care of yourself and you should live past eighty."

Evander typed again. "Why aren't you home celebrating the New Year?"

"My friend is a doctor. I came here with him. And come to find out the patient we rushed here to save was you."

Evander understood.

Later on, Evelyn couldn't stay in the ward because the doctors came to get him. They were going to wheel him to the OR for intubation surgery. "Uncle Evander, take care of yourself. I'll come visit in a couple days."

Evander smiled and nodded, waving goodbye to her.

Regardless of everyone's surprised gaze, Evelyn walked into the office. The love of her life was typing away on the computer. She asked worriedly, "So what are his chances? Honestly."

When he saw her, Sheffield immediately pulled the chair next to him and said, "Sit down first."

Evelyn sat on the chair and watched him typing on the keyboard. He seemed to be prescribing medicines for Evander. He explained patiently, "Even if we transferred him to another country, he'd still be aced out. A transplant would help, but there's a long waiting list. Before the kidney transplant surgery, he'll need dialysis. This is serious. He's dead without it."

"Well, you can start trying to find a donor. I can put up more money if need be."

Sheffield stopped typing and asked, "How do you know the guy?" He could see the worry in her eyes.

"Tell you later." It was a long story. But if he wanted to know, she would tell him.

Sheffield arched an eyebrow, printed out the prescription, and asked another doctor to give it to Nova. "Tell her to go to the pharmacy tomorrow morning. It should be ready by then," he told his colleague.

After making sure that everything was set, Sheffield left the office with Evelyn.

As soon as they left, the doctors on duty began to gossip.

"I guess Dr. Tang and Miss Huo know each other."