Chapter 210
While Hazel was talking, she placed the other bank card into Poppy's bag as well, then gently patted Poppy on the shoulder.
"Think it over carefully and give me a call once you've decided. I'm leaving now!"
After Hazel left, Poppy stood there alone, dazed and hesitant for a long time.
She took the bank cards out of her bag and put them back in, feeling extremely uneasy and restless.
If she didn't agree to Hazel's request, she couldn't bear to part with the bank card worth 1 million dollars in her hand. But if she agreed, this was really no small matter.
If she deliberately made Mia's surgery fail, at best Mia would fall into a coma, at worst she could lose her life.
If they thought the surgery failed due to an accident, that would be manageable. But if they investigated and found out she had tampered with it, she might spend the rest of her life in prison.
But if she didn't do it, Hazel would definitely take back the 1 million dollars.
Money that was already in her hands - Poppy really couldn't bear to let Hazel take it back.
Just then, Poppy's phone rang. She looked down and saw it was a call from the hospital director.
"Poppy, what's going on with you? Why did you leave so early? Didn't I tell you? You need to write up the treatment plan for the patient in room 302 clearly, otherwise you can't leave work."
Poppy frowned tightly. She was getting impatient. Normally she was supposed to get off work at 6 PM today, but ended up working overtime until 8 PM.
She had just left the hospital at 8 PM, and if the director still wasn't satisfied and wanted her to go back for more overtime, she was honestly fed up with this job.
In this society, whether it's hospitals or any company, there's exploitation at every level. Anyone with a bit of power will endlessly make things difficult for the people they manage.
This hospital was the same. The director, relying on having some authority, was always bossing the doctors around, making them work overtime for no good reason.
This left them exhausted during work hours because they didn't get enough rest.
This day-after-day oppressive life was really too hard to bear.
While answering the phone, Poppy clenched her hands into tight fists.
"Director, I've already finished work and I'm home eating dinner."
The director snorted coldly.
"Your work isn't even done yet. Who gave you permission to leave?"
Poppy was really unhappy.
"Director, my work hours end at 6 PM every day. Today I already worked overtime until 8 PM. What more do you want? I've finished all the work I'm supposed to do. What you're asking me to do now is beyond my job duties, so I have the right to refuse overtime."
The director on the other end of the phone sounded completely dismissive.
"Do you know what you're saying? I'm the director of this hospital. When I tell you to do something, you come back and do it. Watch out or I won't pay you this month's salary."
After saying this, the director hung up directly.
Poppy held her phone feeling quite dejected. This kind of life had been repeating day after day for a long time now.
Every day she was oppressed by the director, every day she had to watch the director's moods. This kind of life was really unbearable.
Although she was very unhappy, she still dragged her exhausted body back to the hospital. She wrote up the patient's treatment plan clearly before finally going home.
When Hazel first approached her, she had been very conflicted inside. But now her mind seemed to be made up.
Even though she knew this was illegal, that it could cost someone their life, she really couldn't resist the temptation of that 1 million dollars in her pocket.
If that 1 million dollars truly belonged to her, then she could gather the courage to resign from the hospital. Then she would be free and wouldn't have to watch the director's moods anymore.
From then on, as long as she didn't start a business or spend extravagantly, 1 million dollars would be enough for her to live on for the rest of her life.
The more Poppy thought about it that night after getting home, the angrier she felt. So she secretly made up her mind that she would definitely do this.
Soon it was time for Mia's surgery. Sophia rushed to the hospital early in the morning and walked into the ward with James, finding Mia already changed into her surgical gown.
"Mom, how are you feeling? Are you nervous?"
When Mia saw the two of them come in together, her face immediately lit up with a smile.
"Not nervous. After the surgery my body will be healed. Why would I be nervous?"
Sophia walked forward to support Mia.
"That's good. The doctor just told me this is just a minor surgery. You don't need to be afraid. James and I will be waiting outside the whole time you're in surgery."
James also stepped forward to support Mia.
"That's right, Mom. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong. The two of us will be waiting for you outside the operating room."
When James called her "Mom," Mia's body trembled.
Mia became emotional.
"Good, I know. Seeing you two getting along so well, I'm really so happy. Mr. Smith, I'm truly at ease leaving Sophia in your care. You two must treat each other well and not fight."
James nodded and spoke very respectfully: "Mom, don't worry. Sophia and I will live a good life together."
James had never been this respectful to any elder before. Even with his own family members Aiden and Anais, if he disagreed with their views, he would directly argue back.
But only with Mia did he use all his patience, because James knew clearly in his heart that Mia had really had it tough.
And he was also very grateful to Mia. After all, Sophia and Mia had no blood relation, yet all these years, Mia had treated Sophia like her own daughter.
James had seen all of this.
So in the future, James would definitely not mistreat Mia and Evelyn.
Anyone who treated Sophia with genuine sincerity, James would give his all to reward them generously.
"Mom, even at a time like this, you're still worried about us two. The surgery is about to start. Don't think about anything, just relax and be happy. We'll be out of the hospital healthy and well very soon."
Mia nodded. She didn't know why, but actually she wasn't very nervous about the surgery itself.
But when she thought about how she was about to enter that cold operating room, her heart felt inexplicably heavy, especially reluctant.
Mia didn't know why she suddenly had this feeling. In any case, before being wheeled into the operating room, she tightly grasped Sophia's hand and was unwilling to let go.