My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 514

“Dr. Tanner, please. You must save my child. He’s my only child, and if he dies, I won’t be able to live!”

The elderly woman knelt on the ground, crying loudly. Several relatives also knelt beside her, shedding tears.

“Please, Ma’am, don’t do this. I’m still learning, and my skills are limited!”

Mireille hurriedly approached and helped the elderly woman to her feet.

Upon hearing Mireille’s words, the elderly woman’s eyes rolled back. She fainted on the ground.

A burly man among them became somewhat angry. “Where’s your grandfather? Isn’t he Jonford’s top miracle doctor? Get him out here to treat my child!”

Mireille explained, “My grandfather has gone back to our hometown…”

The burly man got up from the ground, his eyes filled with fury. “I don’t care! If my son dies in your clinic today, I’ll fight with all of you!”

Any father would go to great lengths to save his child, no matter how embarrassing or frowned upon their actions might be. This man was no exception.

He just wanted his child to wake up.

With a stern face, Larry said, “If you people want to cause trouble, you’ve come to the wrong place. This is Tanner Group Pharmacy, and we won’t tolerate unruly behavior here!”

just let someone die

family claims to have produced Jonford’s first miracle doctor, but you’re more like Jonford’s worst

son today, I’ll set this clinic

man’s eyes were bloodshot, and he glared ferociously at Larry

losing control,

ambulance… I’ll try to

his phone to call for an ambulance.

man and comforted

has a severe intracranial hemorrhage and needs surgery to remove the blood clot as soon as possible.

save him. But if you continue wasting time

burly man sternly rebuked her, “Don’t try to fool me. I’ve heard that taking someone with an intracranial hemorrhage to the hospital is like sending them to the gates of death. Otherwise, we

glanced at the young man who was vomiting blood and said calmly, “Let me

brought silence to the scene, and everyone’s attention focused on

“You?”

furrowed her brows slightly. “You’d better

was just a young man in his 20s. What could he possibly do to treat an intracranial

father of the child also shouted angrily at Nash, “You brat! Why

and asked, “How will we know if

difficult to treat, and hospitals often had patients’ families sign do-not-resuscitate orders immediately.

Nash, it was not a