Chapter 162 Danika Atkinson
The next morning, Jill actually showed up with a middle-aged lady at the hospital. I wondered if it was because Danika knew me, but Jill wanted me to stay outside. When we finally managed to get a number, she smacked the little paper to the floor angrily. “What the hell? Are those scalpers charging a thousand dollars for an appointment with the specialist? If I had known this was so profitable, I would’ve brought a chair with me and lined up at the hospital, just to get the numbers.”
I listened to Jill’s complaints, but I was very nervous on the inside. If what happened to Dad was actually connected to Jedidiah, did it mean Danika knew me as well?
In the end, we came to an agreement. I would wait in the hallway while Jill would check on Danika and see if there was something strange with her.
Jill’s number wasn’t exactly at the front of the line. So, she was only able to see the doctor at noon. She and the middle-aged lady didn’t come out until after more than ten minutes.
“How did it go?”
Jill helped the middle-aged lady and signaled to me to walk to the side. “She’s doing quite well. She just has to avoid overexerting herself and make sure that she takes her meds.
“Dr. Atkinson’s patients were almost exclusively people with terminal illnesses. The people, before and after me came here because of her popularity. Undergoing surgery might not have helped them, though.
“With that said, Dr. Atkinson was very pleasant. She treated all of her patients with equal enthusiasm, no matter rich or poor. She’s different from the other specialists.” Jill gave me a deliberate look and nodded at me.
If the patients were in several regions, then the chance for them to be arrested for crime grew slimmer. The police wouldn’t be able to find any connection between them other than they were all patients with certain conditions. More to the point, these patients must’ve visited doctors all over the nation. We had no idea. how many hospitals they had been to, and we couldn’t prove that Danika was involved in the killings.
Furthermore, Danika seemed to be a benevolent doctor who treated everyone equally and saved lives. For a specialist like her to pay her patients a certain amount of money and always show concern for her patients’ condition. If I was a patient who was dying from a terminal illness, I probably would’ve been more than willing to help my doctor do something.
Just as I was about to leave, someone suddenly bumped into me.
Chap 162 Danika Atkinton
“Excuse me, I’m headed for a surgery. I’m sorry.
I heard a pleasant female voice and turned around to look at her. She stopped in her tracks all of a sudden, and there was a hint of panic in her eyes. I recognized her. She was the lady in the picture. She was Danika Atkinson. At the next moment, Danika continued apologizing before she pretended not to know me and ran off to the operating room.
I almost instinctively chase after her. The look in her eyes proved that she knew me..
“Woah!”
All of a sudden, the cleaning cart almost toppled. I immediately went over to help the janitor to his feet with some patients’ family members.
The janitor bowed repeatedly. “I’m so sorry about it. I didn’t watch where I was going.” His voice was hoarse and unpleasant to the ear. He was also severely hunched. I also saw a hideous. scar on his hand, which looked like it was burnt.
A nurse came over immediately. “Are you okay, Mr. Rivas? I told you, you don’t have to do these things. Just continue to take out the trash.”
The old man the nurse called “Mr. Rivas” waved and continued to apologize. He even straightened up my dirtied clothes. I was very sure that I had never heard his voice. It seemed like I didn’t know him either. With that said, he somehow felt familiar to me. “Are you okay, Mr. Rivas? Your hand is bleeding. How about we get it checked?”
“It’s okay. I have to clean up a few more floors. So, it’s okay.”
I was about to step forward and check, but Mr. Rivas wheeled his cleaning cart away. I remained standing and looked at him strangely.
Jill followed my gaze and looked over. “Do you know the old man?”
I shook my head. I didn’t know him. That was for sure, but he felt very familiar to me.
Moreover, I clearly saw that he intentionally pushed over his cleaning cart to stop me from pursuing Danika.
Why would Mr. Rivas do something like that?
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