To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 3 Alec Faust

is experiencing a brain herniation due to increased intracranial pressure. Surgery must be performed on him immediately.” Scanning the report, Jenny agreed with a nod, saying, “Alright, let’s arrange a surgery.” “But…” began the emergency doctor, seeming somewhat embarrassed, “our hospital isn’t capable of this surgery.” Craniotomy was no ordinary surgery. “Let’s send the patient to a better hospital,” he suggested. “The brain herniation is oppressing his respiratory center. He will die within half an hour if we don’t operate immediately. Are you sure we can get him to another hospital in time?” Jenny questioned seriously. “But there are no doctors here who are capable of this surgery. What can we do if we don’t send him to another hospital?” asked the emergency doctor helplessly. “I’ll do it!” Jenny declared. “You’ll do it?” he asked incredulously.  He had heard how an external doctor landed the neurosurgery department’s deputy director position. He figured that the woman before him was that person. Was she really capable of such a complex surgery? “Surgery? What surgery is it?” asked the patient’s wife, finally coming to terms with the dire situation. Panic was written all over her face. Jenny explained to her patiently, “Your husband is in a critical condition. Due to the bleeding in his brain, the intracranial pressure is high, resulting in a brain herniation. A craniotomy must be performed immediately.” “What?” asked the wife. ” No! Craniotomy sounds very dangerous. What if he doesn’t wake up?” Although Jenny was wearing a mask, the patient’s wife could tell from her voice that she was very young. Was a young doctor like Jenny capable of performing the surgery? “Please calm down first,” interjected Jenny, suddenly raising her voice. It caused everyone to go quiet instantly. “I understand how you feel right now, but no time can be wasted given your husband’s situation. He must undergo surgery immediately. I am Dr. Walter, the deputy director of the neurosurgery department here at Parrington Hospital. I will be in charge of your husband’s surgery. Rest assured that I will try my best.” No doctor would ever promise a