My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 1779 A Heart Transplant

Meanwhile, at Presgrave Hospital, the director, the associate director, and the rest of the head doctors were all gathered at the entrance of the building. They were there to welcome the car that the Young Master of the Presgrave Family was in. Soon enough, the black car sped over to the entrance and stopped before the bodyguard carefully carried the boy out of the car and onto a stretcher. “Save him,” the bodyguard cried with tears in his eyes.

The doctors who had been assigned to the case hurried forward and wheeled the boy to the emergency room. The director ran along with them as he gave out orders to the nurses to treat the bodyguards’ wounds. After that, he got the staff to send the two ice-cold bodies into the mortuary. No one could’ve foreseen that the Presgrave Family would be attacked.

It wasn’t certain if Young Master Presgrave, who was only ten years old, would survive the attack. About ten minutes later, Elliot charged toward the emergency room with Anastasia following behind him. A female bodyguard had to support Anastasia so that she didn’t fall. Her cheeks were soaked with tears. Upon hearing the news that the bodyguards in the driver and passenger seats had died on the spot, Anastasia’s face was drained of color. She looked as if she was about to pass out.

was hurled directly toward the other car. The whole car was thrown up into the air before it flipped and caught

he badly injured?” Elliot

not sure if he…” the bodyguard muttered. Elliot’s entire figure was shuddering—regardless of how much he tried to remain calm,

Elliot and the director. Elliot watched as the director pulled his phone out and started contacting all his connections. He sent out the news

her life in exchange for her son’s, just so that he could survive. After the directors made a few calls, he managed to get the news out to most of

couple was staring at a document placed in front of them in a hospital in Averna. The woman let out a long sigh. “Would we have had to spend all this money if it weren’t for your sister?” she muttered. Tears were welling up in the man’s eyes. “Stop with your harsh words. We can’t save Nick anymore,”

him on life support. What’s the purpose of that? We’ve spent over 10,000 on his stay in the ICU! What was all of that money for? I’d rather spend the money on someone alive.” The woman responded in a sharp tone before she gladly put