The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 286

I knew none of this would have been possible without Leon.

I owed him yet another massive favor.

Leon simply brushed it off. "It's all because Maxwell is a genuine hero. He stepped up to save a life, and the care center is just doing what we're morally obligated to do. I really didn't do much."

His humility left me speechless.

I knew he was just giving me a gracious way out so I wouldn't feel indebted.

All I could do was quietly carve this immense debt of gratitude into my heart.

Just as everything was settled at the care center, I received an urgent call from the head nurse at Capital General.

"Where are you, Selena? Can you get back to the hospital right now?"

The panic in her voice was palpable.

Guessing that something terrible had happened, my stomach dropped. "Did my uncle's condition suddenly worsen?"

"No," the head nurse lowered her voice, sounding deeply helpless. "Dr. Hudson just came by for rounds and gave an update on Silas. Lucille accidentally overheard him. She's completely losing her grip right now..."

Before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille's agonizing wails echoed through the receiver.

My heart sank. "Please try to calm her down. I'm on my way."

Leon instantly sensed that something was wrong. Once he heard about Lucille's breakdown, he followed me downstairs without a second thought.

I guessed Lucille had discovered the grim reality of Silas's condition.

If that were true, the shock would absolutely decimate her.

Twenty minutes later, Leon and I rushed back to the ICU ward. The first thing I saw was my mother, sitting rigidly on a waiting area bench, looking completely hollowed out. She was frantically crushing a cigarette carton in her hands.

"Dr. Hudson, is there really nothing else we can do for my uncle?"

In the end, throwing all medical rationality out the window, I asked the foolish question entirely from the perspective of a desperate family member.

Dr. Hudson pondered for a moment before speaking. "I encountered a very similar case abroad. The patient's response after the second surgery was poor, so we decided to proceed with a third operation."

"A third one?"

Dr. Hudson nodded. "But this time, the complexity is astronomical compared to the previous two, and the mortality rate is significantly higher. I've personally never attempted it."

"Are you telling me there's not a single surgeon in all of Capital General who can try?"

The question came from Lucille.

Dr. Hudson paused, remaining silent for a brief moment before answering. "Dr. Sterling, the Director of Neurosurgery, has successfully handled similar cases. He might be able to pull it off."