Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 482

The surgery lasted a full six hours. Finally, the doctor came out of the operating theater.

Everyone rushed forward to ask about Sebastian. "Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor, looking exhausted, took off his mask.

"Earlier, Mr. Carter was in a coma, and his condition was critical. We couldn't restore blood flow to his brain. Operating on him would have been too risky, and the current medications aren't effective at all. But this morning, we noticed some activity in his brain. After examining him, we found that blood supply had been unexpectedly restored in his brain. However, this also caused a brain hemorrhage, so we had to remove the hematoma, which is much less risky."

Rosalie pondered the doctor's words for a moment before asking, "Now that the blood supply is restored to his brain, does it mean there's hope for him?"

The doctor nodded. "This is a good sign, and it's also quite miraculous. We performed a successful brain hematoma removal surgery on him. Now he needs to be taken to the ICU for observation. The next 48 hours are critical. If he can wake up without any severe complications, there's a chance for recovery."

Hearing this, Rosalie felt as if a weight was lifted off her chest. Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, Christopher caught her in time. "Are you okay?"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Rosalie grabbed the doctor's arm. "What are his chances of waking up?"

"Yes," Geoffrey asked anxiously, "how likely is he to wake up?"

"Previously, there was no way to restore his brain's blood supply, but a miracle happened, and it was automatically restored. The brain hematoma removal surgery went very well. Theoretically, his chances of waking up are over sixty percent," the doctor said.

Hearing the answer, Rosalie burst into tears. Sixty percent was much better than slim hope.

Rosalie stood outside the ICU, her hands pressed against the glass wall as she gazed at the person inside.

Sebastian must be in so much pain with all those needles inserted into him. How much must it hurt?

He shouldn't have to endure this. It was all her fault! If it weren't for that incident, he wouldn't have left in anger.

If... If she had forcibly stopped Sebastian at that time, maybe things wouldn't have turned out this way, and he wouldn't have gotten hurt. It was all her fault!

‘Seb, you have to get better. I won't know what to do otherwise. I'll feel like I killed you. You have to get better, please! I'm begging you!’ she thought.