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This wasn't a very over-the-top request, but to buy a hospital, Ms. Smith would need to have at least ten to 20 million dollars in liquid funds. Did she have it?
I looked at her and said, "If you want to start a business, a small enterprise should suffice. A hospital comes with a lot of responsibilities. For a woman…"
With a shake of her head, Ms. Smith explained, "My family is rich."
Nadine explained, "Her uncle owns a research institute. They have a lot of patents."
I suddenly understood. In my past life, Casey had made a fortune solely from my medical patent, not to mention the research institute dedicated to medical studies.
With backing like that, Ms. Smith could indeed open a hospital. It was also directly related to her field of expertise.
I nodded. "Alright. Save my number."
After I exchanged numbers with Ms. Smith, she sent me a link that showed that the next bid would be this coming Friday since the Newton family had given up.
Ms. Smith looked at me and asked, "Can I go with you? You'll bid on it, and I'll buy it."
I thought about it and agreed since I had no plans on that day.
"Great!" Nadine let out a sigh of relief.
"That Newton lady came over so fiercely that day, and many doctors and nurses were called back to the hospital.
"But in the end, she didn't come, saying the hospital was too rundown. Now, everyone is complaining, and most of the other patients have left. The man you operated on is the only patient left.
"If you have time, could you go to the hospital and prescribe some more medication for him, please? I can even pay you. Our hospital really doesn't have any extra doctors right now!" Nadine pressed her hands together, pleading as she looked at me.
"Sure." After all, I was the one who had taken that man to the hospital. I had a responsibility too.
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