Savior || The Resident

Chapter 12

Ashley POV

I entered into the room and the door was immediately closed behind me.

Devon and Nic stood in front of me. "Hey what happened, your voice was pretty shaken in the call" I said.

Both of them looked terribly worried. "What is it?"

"We were right" Nic spoke. "I did as you said. I did a full blood panel on Lily" Devon said.

"And?"

"Her kidneys are failing" Nic said. I closed my eyes giving out a shaky breath.

"Oh my God. That...... transplant would have.....killed her" I stammered. I placed both my hands on my face.

"Lane just played it off like something at her clinic made a mistake"Devon said. Nic placed a hand on my shoulder.

"We must do something" she said. I thought about everything we could do. We must save patients from Lane.

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I found Conrad and walked towards him. Just as I reached him, I saw his father moving away from him. Guess he talked about it.

His father noticed me. "I'll wait for your call Dr. King. Hope you accept the deal" he said. I gave him a small smile.

He walked past me while I went near Conrad. "Hey, I have to tell you..." He cut me off.

"What deal?" He asked. I waited a second before I could answer as I didn't know what his reaction would be.

"Your father thinks that I'm a great asset to the hospital which he wants you to run" I said.

"He spoke to you before me. Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"Con, I didn't find it important. And I didn't feel it would be best to tell you before him" I said.

"Seriously Ash, you didn't tell me! He's my father and you know nothing about him. What is wrong with you?" he asked.

"Con, it was just an offer. I didn't even think about it" I tried. He looked down shaking his head.

"I thought you were better than this" he said. "Con..." He didn't even allow me to speak.

"I'll see you tomorrow Ash" he said walking away. 

"Conrad.." I called but he just didn't respond. I hate to see that he's hurt because of me.

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I told Devon to tell Conrad about Lane in Lily's case.

"You don't look good. Is something wrong?" Mina asked. I was fiddling with my fingers.

"No..I'm alright" I said. Just then Conrad entered and he looked like wreck. And I knew exactly what he did.

"Looks like someone didn't go home last night" Mina said. "Seems so" I replied.

"Don't act like you don't care" she said. "I'm not.....Conrad I want you back here in a minute" I said. He just showed me a thumbs up.

Devon and Nic came into view. I went near him. "Did you tell Conrad about Lane's near Miss with Lily?" I asked.

"Yeah..he said 'well done'... And I told him you made me to do it, he said 'not surprised'" Devon said. Nic scoffed.

"He's unbelievable" she said. "Is that what we got for saving Lily's life?" I asked.

"Yep". Nic looked like she was thinking something. "What's in your mind?" I asked.

"I want to report Dr. Hunter to state board for overly aggressive treatment, but if we could get a closer look-"

"-at her patients files...."

"She keeps all of her patients records at her clinic. She doesn't even let Lily's doctors see them" Devon finished.

"What if you tell her that you were interested in writing a research paper on her protocols?" I said. Conrad came up.

"What's up?" He said taking the iPad from my hand and walking forward me following him.

"Hunter's patient, Darryl Phillips. Judy called in sick, so we're helping her out" I said.

"What more?" He asked.

"70, retired postal worker, just got some bad news." I said.

"CT scan and tumor markers are highly suggestive of small cell lung cancer with obvious Mets to the liver" he said looking at the report.

"Lane didn't give him a prognosis. He has six months or less. And she wants to do a biopsy, chemo, radiation." I informed.

"She might be able to buy him a couple extra months" he sighed.

"I was hoping you could talk to him figure out his priorities" I said. He nodded.

"Looks like you had a very good evening" I said. "I did" he smirked.

We entered into the patients room. "Oh, Mary. Why don't you just shut up?" Darryl said.

"No, you shut up. You old toad" Mary argued. Nic entered.

"Nikki, please get this stopped lady out of here, or I'll get a restraining order." Darryl said.

"Well, aren't you two adorable?" I said. "Darryl, Mary. This is Dr. Conrad Hawkins and Dr. Ashley King. They're gonna ask you a series of questions designed to help you figure out where you want to go from here" Nic informed.

"Well, I know where I'm going. Home." Darryl said.

"Tell me what you're most afraid of" Conrad asked.

"Well, besides dying and going to hell, I'm not a fan of snakes" he answered.

"He's afraid of being serious" Mary said.

"Oh, I'm serious. I'm serious as stage IV lung cancer, which I have, apparently, even though I still feel pretty damn good, right now." He said.

"That's what Cancer does. Makes you feel good and slowly eats you from the inside" I said.

"I'm guessing the feel good part changes if I start all these treatments Dr. Hunter wants to do" Darryl said.

"But Darryl, what if this treatments work?" Mary tried.

"Where you been, Mary? There's nothing that's gonna fix this." He replied.

"Dr. Hunter's had success with many patients...but there are no guarantees" Conrad said.

"I know too many folks who've been through this hell. All this will do is Rob me of the few good months I have left. Isn't that the truth Doctor?" He directed it towards me.

Me and Conrad shared a look. "It's a possible scenario, yeah" I said.

"Well I don't want that. I don't want to spend a few more days in the hospital. I've accepted there's not enough time to drive across the country, do I'll settle on just cleaning out the garage" it was pitiful to watch him.

"The garage? Why do you keep bringing up that damn garage?" Mary asked.

"The man asked me what scares me, mary. What scares me is leaving you with hospital bills you can't pay and a hoarder's garage. There's a lot of crap to sort through. Tons of boxes, old paint cans....and a certain VHS tapes you misplaced" he really cared for her.

"Mr. Darryl. We might need to do a biopsy at least to find what type of Cancer you have" I said.

"We no therapy, so not biopsy. Simple" he was stubborn. Conrad gave a small nod to Nic.

"All right. I'll have these doctors talk to your doctors and we'll get you discharged" Nic said.

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