How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch ) novel Chapter 296

Chapter 296 

After the subordinates left, Jaydon slumped to the ground in relief. 

Jackson waved his hand and his men dragged Jaydon away. 

The lights in the emergency room were still on. 

Jackson, Patrick, and Braydon were all worried. 

The lights in the operating room finally went out at dawn. The three men got up and walked toward the door together. 

The doctor came out and took off his mask. 

Jackson asked, “How’s it going? How is she?” 

The doctor sighed and said, “She suffered from hypoxia for too long. Ms. Lynch was saved, but it would be difficult for her 

to wake up…” 

With despair in his eyes, Jackson said in a shaky voice, “W–What did you say?” 

“Mr. Moore, there is nothing else we can do. Ms. Lynch may become a vegetable.” 

“No way!” Braydon yelled harshly with scarlet eyes. 

“Gilly won’t become a vegetable. No, she won’t!” He definitely wouldn’t believe it. 

Patrick couldn’t think straight now. “Isn’t there any other way?” 

The doctor shook his head slightly as if he had sentenced them to death! 

He paused for a while before adding, “Maybe someone can help.” 

When Jackson, Patrick, and Braydon heard this, their eyes brightened and they grabbed him. 

We what to 

1. do. We don’t care how much it costs as long as we can save Gilly, even if we go bankrupt.” 

The doctor sighed. “It’s just… He might not be willing to save Gilly. 

“Who is he? Where is he? I’ll send someone to find him now,” Patrick said anxiously. 

The doctor pursed his lips, appearing to be caught in a dilemma. “This guy has excellent medical skills. But it’s hard to find him. 

“Besides, due to Ms. Lynch’s condition, extended waiting is not permitted. If it takes a while longer, I think…” 

The doctor did not go on. 

Braydon hurriedly asked, “How long does she have? I will do anything I can.” 

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Chapter 296 

“Six hours.” 

“Six hours?” 

“Yeah, so…it’s really tricky! If we can find him within six hours, Ms. Lynch may be saved. Otherwise…” 

Upon hearing that, Jackson seemed to think of something. “Is the man you speak of Hugo Welch, a renowned and exceptionally talented physician?” 

The doctor nodded repeatedly. “Yes, that’s him! However, due to Dr. Welch’s isolation, nobody knows his whereabouts.” 

Before he finished his words, Jackson pulled out his phone and looked through his contacts.