I Have Never Been Your First Choice novel Chapter 298

Chapter 298

“Well, I have to thank you for that,” Charlotte smiled, “If it weren’t for Ms. Warren’s help, I wouldn’t have been able to come to work.”

Caroline pretended not to understand, “What does Dr. Sutton mean by that?”

Charlotte walked up to Caroline, got close to her, and whispered in a voice only they could hear, “I wasn’t pregnant, so there’s no such thing as a miscarriage. Disappointed?”

Caroline stood there, her smile slowly turning into a frozen expression.

Before she could react, Charlotte looked at Reynald and said, “Reynald, I’m heading back to the office first.”

Reynald nodded and watched Charlotte get into the elevator.

Charlotte’s right arm was healing, so she couldn’t hold a scalpel yet. The hospital director arranged for her to cancel all surgeries for the time being and only do preoperative consultations.

She asked her colleague to check the department’s surveillance, but unfortunately, the cameras couldn’t capture the hallway. Also, people from both upstairs and downstairs have been in and out, making it difficult to narrow down who pushed her.

Mrs. Mercado was discharged from the hospital and asked to see Charlotte. Darien made an appointment for his wife.

Charlotte went to the ward in person to visit. She knocked on the door, got permission, and then pushed the door

Darien sat on the side helping his wife pack her bags.

open.

“Dr. Sutton, you’re here,” Mrs. Mercado said with a gentle smile, calling her to the bedside. “Thanks to your surgery, I’m much better

now.”

She also smiled, “As long as you didn’t feel any discomfort.”

Dr. Sutton, have you considered changing hospitals?”

Charlotte was taken aback suddenly, before she could ask, Mrs. Mercado continued, “Quelum Hospital in Portland is pretty good, it’s the best hospital in Portland, the benefits are not worse than Boston Hospital.”

Charlotte pursed her lips, she had heard about this hospital back in college.

Quelum Hospital is where the experts work, and their medical technology is quite advanced. Their hospital mainly focuses on treating difficult and complicated cases. If other hospitals can’t handle a disease, going to Quelum Hospital is like finding the right remedy.

The requirements to get into Quelum Hospital are quite high. They only accept 120 clinical master students each year, and the initial exam score accounts for 70%. They have very high requirements for evidence–based medicine and case analysis abilities.

“With my condition, Quelum Hospital probably wouldn’t be suitable.”

“How is that possible?” Mrs. Mercado exclaimed. “The tumor in my brain had even stumped the doctors at Quelum Hospital, and they couldn’t guarantee surgery without damaging my nerves. But you did it.”

Mrs. Mercado held her hand and said, “I’ve asked David, and he said you were the top student in all medical schools in the country. At the age of eighteen, you were able to perform a brainstem tumor resection surgery during your internship. Just based on this achievement, getting into Quelum Hospital is a piece of cake.”

Charlotte went silent.

Quelum Hospital, she wanted to go.

The benefits were great, the pay was good, how could she not be tempted?

Back then, she “put in” three years at Boston Medical Center for Jaxson. Since she’s leaving now, she should choose what she wants.