Chapter 673

The emergency room was filled with praises for Queenie, yet no one wondered why she would push all the operations to Harry.

Soon, they finished sewing Malorie’s chest up and the effects of the anesthesia subsided gradually.

“I…” Malorie mumbled in agony, “I‘m in so much pain.”

Harry quickly instructed his subordinates, “Administer some painkillers for the patient!”

“Okay.”

Since it was only moments before her death, administering her some painkillers was the least they could do as doctors.

After she was injected with the painkillers, Harry instructed his assistant to summon Henrick in.

Although Malorie was exhausted, her mind was still exceptionally clear. She suddenly realized that if the doctor called her family in while she was still on the operating table, it meant that she did not have much time left to live.

“Am… Am I going to die soon?” asked Malorie as she grabbed a nurse’s arm anxiously.

drily before reassuring her, “Mrs. Southall, we’re letting your family member in to alleviate

 

Treat me now! Otherwise, I’ll sue the hospital till its reputation

remained silent, Malorie’s scoldings

grabbed the nurse’s hair and smashed her

table so forcefully that she felt

room rushed forward and

extremely strong. When the two women were

 

her head and spat, “Let me tell you this! You could’ve been cured, but your son is so petty that he’s unwilling to spend money on a robotic pacemaker. So, there’s no hope for you now. You’re going to

it was too late—Malorie

“W-What did you say?”

entered in a surgical

 

“Mom…”

the atmosphere in the emergency room seemed a bit weird. When he met Malorie’s furious gaze, his heart lurched in

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