The Million-Dollar Heart

The moment Dracon heard the news, he couldn't care less about the chaos around him and bolted upstairs.

"What are you all waiting for? Why haven't you started my dad's surgery?"

The doctor looked at Dracon helplessly, "Mr. Linklater, your father's condition is beyond our control. His blood pressure's through the roof, and we can't just operate willy-nilly. One wrong move, and he might...' Listening to the doctors detail the complications, Vivienne knew that the slightest slip during the operation could mean Yorick would never wake up.

Dracon was both furious and frantic. "Then what do you suggest we do? Just let my dad sit around waiting? Find someone who can operate right away. Money's no object. Just cure my dad!"

The doctors were at a loss, but after some thought, one spoke up, "Mr. Linklater, you mentioned a 'Specter Healer'? Is he here? If he is, there's definitely hope for your father!"

The others chimed in agreement, "Yes, yes, Specter Healer could save him, Mr. Linklater. Is he here?"

Dracon was momentarily stunned; he glanced downstairs, where Vivienne was chatting with Percival, oblivious to the urgency.

Following Dracon's gaze, the doctor mistook Percival for Specter Healer and hurried down to him, "You're the Specter Healer, right? Please, you must save Mr. Yorick Linklater. We're running out of time." Percival, with his arm around Vivienne, said, "I'm Specter Healer's husband. This is my fiancée. We understand the gravity of the situation, but we must be leaving now."

The doctor was taken aback and then looked at Vivienne with a mix of surprise and admiration.

Who would have thought that the Specter Healer was such a young lady?

"Specter Healer, I know it's a lot to ask, but Mr. Yorick's life is on the line. Please, we need you to stay and lead this operation."

Percival's fingers tensed, worry flickering in his eyes.

Vivienne tapped his waist reassuringly as if to say, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Only then did the urgency on Percival's face fade.

Vivienne smiled at the doctor. "May I ask which son of the Linklater family you are?"

explained, "I'm not

then understanding Vivienne's implication, turned to Dracon, "Mr. Linklater, she is the Specter Healer, renowned for bringing the dead

no choice but to plead with Vivienne, "Vivienne, please operate

Vivienne yawned. "I'm busy."

eyes narrowed. "As a doctor, are you really going to watch a patient die right

is my call, depending on whether they're my patient. The decision

like this, and his disdain for

appropriate attitude to have when pleading. Mr. Yorick's life is at stake! Please! Just put down your pride for your father's sake!" The doctor

life, and Yorick could not afford to

no choice, Dracon could not let his

descended the stairs, his demeanor softening as he said, "Specter Healer, please save my

Percival and gauged

reputation was

But this could work.

do require a certain... respect," Vivienne said, her

Dracon bowed deeply to

Vivienne, please save

Vivienne relented. "Prepare the

their hearts in their throats, had the operating room ready

the OR doors

mask, Vivienne stepped out to Dracon and Diana's

my dad?" Dracon

hour," Vivienne

if anything happens to my dad, I swear you'll pay!" Dracon