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The Girl Come Back Is Super (Nikita)

Chapter 948
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Chapter 948 Is that… Nikita?!

“Come back another day? What day will that be?” There was anger showing in Margot’s eyes. She said: “With my

current status, can wait any longer? Patrick, I can’t wait. I am afraid I’ll die if I wait any longer!”

“That’s not going to happen! Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Why not? Don’t you know very well about my illness? I think I will die. It’s very likely that I’m going to die!” Margot

became manic and uneasy. “Patrick, do you understand it? I can’t wait any longer!”

“Margot, calm down.” Patrick tried to comfort her. “We will come to the hospital again tomorrow, which means, we

are just going to wait for one more day at most. I won’t let you wait too long. I will definitely ask Dr. Charles to treat

you tomorrow. Believe me. I promise you will only need to wait for another day at most.”

Under his appeasement, Margot was in a better mood. But the whole person is still in a state of anxiety and anger:

“But what if he says he has no time tomorrow? Should we continue to wait?”

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“What if he refuses to treat me in order to please Nikita?” The more Margot said, the more panicked she felt. She

grabbed Patrick’s arm tightly. “Patrick, if Dr. Charles really refuses to treat me, what should I do?”

The National Medical College is her last hope.

She noticed that Dr. Charles really seemed to attach great importance to Nikita.

It’s really possible that he won’t treat her in order to please Nikita.

What should she do then?

She can do nothing but wait for death, can’t she?

“Don’t overthink it. It’s not going to happen.” Patrick looked at Margot, who began to be restless again, stretched

out his hand to hold her shoulder and tried to appease her. “Margot, stop your messy ideas. I will call Director Frank

later and ask him for the contact information of Dr. Charles.”

“I thought about it and realized that we hadn’t mentioned anything about the consultation. That Dr. Charles might

change his mind because of the consultation.”

“Money can make the mare go. As long as we are willing to offer enough consultation, I don’t believe that anyone

will turn us down for the sake of money.”

Margot was stunned: “You mean it is because we didn’t make a deal on the consultation, not because of Nikita?”

“Of course.” Patrick nodded, “It must be because of the consultation. How can Nikita be so important? Think about

what kind of status an expert in the National Medical College has. How can he be willing to please her?”

Margot thought about it for a moment and felt his words actually made sense.

Although Nikita really had some skills.

The experts in the National Medical College have extremely high social status. So there is really no need for Dr.

Charles to please her.

Does she think too high of Nikita?

Thinking of this, Margot finally stop being so panic and afraid.

She was so scared of Nikita deliberately making her suffer because she held some grudges against her.

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“As long as it’s not because of Nikita, it will be fine.” Speaking of Nikita, Margot frowned. “Forget it. Let’s go back

first.”

Patrick put his arm around her shoulder: “Okay, let’s go home.”

Their car was parked on the side of the road.

The husband and wife turned around and walked to the black Mercedes-Benz. Margot stretched out her hand and

opened the door. As she was just about to get in the car, she suddenly saw a familiar figure with her peripheral

vision.

She was stunned. One of her feet which had already stepped onto the car fell back to the ground.

“Is that… Nikita?” Margot turned around and looked at the girl who was surrounded by a group of people walking

over, She frowned tighter and tighter. And her face turned greener and greener.

The girl still remained her careless and unruly look. She was wearing a school uniform and carrying her cheap black

backpack that has never been changed since she brought it from the Syracuse Village. She put her hands in her

trouser

pockets and had an indifferent expression on her face.