The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The rescue mission was carried out swiftly. All the helicopters flew back to the helipad. The helicopter which carried the team that rescued Janet and Laney was about to land at this time. Its propeller made a loud noise and the wind messed up people’s hair.

Ethan was waiting impatiently at the helipad. His eyes were bloodshot. He irritably moved the hair strand on his face backward and looked at a rescuer who had just gotten off the helicopter with a blanket in his arms. He strode forward and saw Janet in the blanket. Her eyes were tightly closed and her face was deathly pale.

“Thank you. Please hand her over,” Ethan said gratefully and he collected his wife from the rescuer. The worry that had settled like a boulder in his gut eased up. His expression also softened.

“Take me to Frank’s hospital now,” he ordered one of his drivers.

Ethan had already alerted Frank that he was coming. As a result, he was already waiting at the gate of the hospital with the medical staff.

They all swung into action immediately after Ethan arrived. Janet and Laney were placed on stretchers and pushed straight into the operation theater.

“You can’t go in, Ethan. Please wait outside.” Ethan was about to go in with Janet when Frank placed a hand on his chest to stop him. When Frank saw that he was trembling with worry, he added assuredly, “I’ll attend to her myself. Don’t worry.”

Frank then joined the medical team and asked a nurse to take the two women’s temperature immediately. Laney’s temperature was only slightly lower than normal and her pulse was getting steadier by the second. Perhaps it was because she exercised every single day. On the other hand, Janet’s condition was bad.

“Doctor Watson, this patient’s temperature has dropped to 33 degrees centigrade, with symptoms of moderate hypothermia.” The nurse who had just taken Janet’s temperature raised the alarm.

Frank’s face instantly darkened. He knew that it was only a matter of time for things to get to the degree of severe hypothermia if her temperature wasn’t stabilized immediately. Worse still, she was still in a coma.

and glucose injection, and supplement the blood volume to guarantee sufficient heat,” commanded Frank as he put on

in the corridor for the whole night. He was almost shedding

still waiting there at

open and Frank came out. He then walked to Ethan, patted him on the shoulder, and said,

a sigh of relief. Afterward, he stood up from the chair he had sat on for a while. As he was about to walk past Frank, he uttered, “Thank you so much.

saying anything, Frank hummed a song and rubbed his

to the

filled drip bag was hanging on a stand

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waiting

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a song and rubbad his aching shouldars as ha

want straight to tha ICU and opanad