One Night Surprise

Chapter 467 Time of Death

Courtney was stopped by a nurse when she arrived at the neurosurgical operating room. The red light that showed an operation going on was still turned on then.

“Dr. Hunter, do you want to go in and observe the surgery?” the nurse asked, making Courtney stop in her tracks for a moment.

“Who is inside? How long has the operation been going on?”

“It has been 30 minutes.” The nurse pointed at the clock on the wall. “The patient might be someone rather influential. I heard that Vice President Zayn personally came to operate on the patient after receiving a call. I wonder if it is because the hospital doors are closed that the patient’s family is not here yet.”

Courtney’s heart was thundering in her chest then. “I will go in and have a look,” she told the nurse.

“Oh my, Dr. Hunter. Have you forgotten that you need to scrub your hands and change into a surgical gown? Vice President Zayn is going to have your head if you go in like this!” the nurse reminded Courtney, her gaze somewhat baffled as she looked at her.

Hearing that, Courtney quickly collected herself and rushed to the changing room to get herself ready. As she was still feeling slightly restless, she called the intern in the surgical room by the wrong name when she went in.

There were a handful of doctors surrounding the operating table. Not being able to squeeze her way in and not daring enough to even attempt that, she only stood aside as she watched the doctors at work. She was beginning to sweat from the warm and humid surgery gown she was in.

“Why are you here?” a voice came from beside her. Through the mask and surgical gown that person was wearing, Courtney could barely recognize Quella Earth’s clear voice. She was an intern from the Department of Cardiac Surgery.

Having her attention fully on what was happening at the operating table, Courtney only absent-mindedly said, “I’m just taking a look.”

“What a coincidence. Me too.” Standing side to side with Courtney, she nonchalantly continued, “It has been crazy in the emergency room. At least I can blatantly take a rest on the excuse that I am here to observe the operation. But what luck. Things aren’t going so well for this patient. I am afraid we will have to deliver our apology to his family after the surgery.”

Courtney’s face instantly paled at that. “What do you mean?”

Quella was one of the best students Linda was proud to have. She would never say something like this as a joke.

“Yup. He seemed fine when he was brought in here, but we found that he had intracranial hypertension. The chief of neurology has been in a meeting about this for hours. The success rate isn’t high, but the chief is still holding onto the last ray of hope. The patient will be dead for sure if we don’t operate on him. We gave his family a call and started with the operation after they gave us the green light.”

“How low is the success rate?” Courtney faltered.

“Less than 10 percent. We even have the death notice ready to be sent out in case the operation fails.”

Courtney’s limbs suddenly turned cold.

started beeping quickly. Her head shot up, but her sight was still blocked by the doctors swarming around the patient. All she

“Oxygen mask!”

heart rate

“Prepare the cardiac pacemaker.”

“…”

Beep—

the heart rate on the pacemaker gradually flattened into a straight line that seemed to extend

from the machine, the rest of

“Time of death…”

notice and give it

“…”

broken by a surprised yelp from Quella. “Dr. Hunter! What is wrong?!” She was holding Courtney who had passed

had a long dream after

spring in her dreams, where rape flowers could be seen yellowing the field. The sunlight and warmth only further

was holding her hand as she pulled her

up! Jordan is waiting for

we going?” Courtney asked, in which the child grumbled, “Mommy! Did you forget that we are having

promise after hearing her

by himself. I am sure he is worried

teenager then. Courtney couldn’t help but notice the aloof expression on his face as he waited

a peek behind him and asked, “Why

children suddenly gave her an odd look after

on her hand, Tina asked, “Mommy, what are you talking

equally confused expression as

thoughts began to flood her head. “Why wouldn’t you have

been quiet this whole time, lifted his head to look at her. His face looked exactly like Alexander’s. Even the coldness in his gaze reminded

now. You won’t be with Daddy anyway. What difference does it make whether or not we have a father? We are still your children no

tighten after hearing his words. Taking two steps backward,

you talking about?” the

and none of this is