The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Once the epinephrine was injected, the heart monitor started beeping faintly again.

"More blood infusion!" Winter shouted, her voice hoarse after working for so long.

"Alright, just leave it to me."

Seeing that, Frank strode up and took the scalpel from Winter.

And seeing him, Winter breathed a sigh of relief, wobbling and ultimately dropping on her rear. "I was so... useless."

"Leave the moping for later. On your feet-I need help here," Frank said with a hint of sterness.

Winter quickly scrambled to her feet, standing near him as she explained, "I'm done with every other part, but her heart... I'm just afraid..."

Frank could see what she meant right away-a tiny bone fragment was cutting into the patient's left ventricle, and blood was trickling out around it.

The bleeding only increased as the patient's heart continued pumping, and the only option was to extract the bone fragment.

However, that was no easy task.

Extracting an object from a puncture wound in the heart could easily destabilize the patient's blood pressure. When that happened, blood would shoot out like a geyser from the wound, and there was no stopping it.

The patient would definitely die, which was why Winter was so hesitant about doing it.

But if the fragment was not extracted, the patient would not survive either.

It was a damned if you do, damned if you don't situation, which was why Winter was helpless.

"What should we do?" Winter asked softly.

Frank's expression was just as solemn this situation was a first for him, and he had no better ideas here either.

The only option was to extract the

bone fragment, but with the heart's persistent contractions and

expansions, the slightestet

would result in a tragedy.

It was the worst dilemma doctors had to face in their careers-the moment when they had to decide life or death.

The death was on them if the patient's died from their one mistake.

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Naturally, no one could blame them, but to have the crushing weight of an entire existence fading in their fingers was at once painful and disturbing. And it was only the doctor in question who could really understand that. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"No! Jolie! I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have called you!!!"

"Mommy... Mommy!"

A man could be heard howling outside the operating room, followed by a boy's sobs.

"W-Who let you in here?! Stay out! This is an operating room!"

While the attendings outside were keeping the patient's family at bay, Frank could already tell that they were the patient's husband and son.

"Frank."

Beside him, Winter took out a handkerchief in concern, wiping the sweat off his brow.

It was clear that the father and son's cries were pressuring him further.

"Doesn't matter. There's no time to waste."

Frank's eyes narrowed at the bone fragment on the screen, and he gently pinched the bone fragment with a pair of surgical tweezers.

Winter's pupils dilated when she

realized what he was about to

do-the instant the patient's heart contracted, he would pull out the bone fragment while instantly covering the hole.