The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 904

I could see Sabrina's mouth moving, but I couldn't hear a word she was saying.

I watched her frown deeply, shaking my shoulders in a panic, but I couldn't muster any response.

She looked terrified. With tears welling in her eyes, she pushed my wheelchair out of the room.

We collided right into Vivian and Alastair, who had just rushed over to the doorway.

"Selena!" The moment Vivian's wail broke the silence, my senses violently snapped back to reality.

She threw her arms around me, her composure entirely gone as she sobbed hysterically. "He's going to be okay, right? He has to be okay, right?"

I slowly raised my arms and hugged her back, gripping her tighter and tighter.

At that moment, my tears spilled over like a broken dam. My body shook uncontrollably as the fear pushed me to the brink of a breakdown. My own trembling voice echoed back to me. "Yes! He's going to be okay! I promise he will be!"

Just then, Dr. Arthur York hurried down the hall. Before he even crossed the threshold, the attending doctor rushed out to meet him. "Dr. York! Director Sterling is deteriorating fast! The hemorrhage caused a massive spike in intracranial pressure. He's critical. We need to operate immediately."

"But Dr. Nash hasn't arrived," Dr. York said, his face darkening as he frowned in distress.

He hadn't arrived. Ferris's surgery couldn't proceed.

Ferris might not even survive the next hour.

"Dr. York, please, you have to think of something. Is there any doctor in the hospital who can step in temporarily?" Alastair pleaded, his face ashen. He grabbed Dr. York's hand, his low voice shaking noticeably.

Dr. York's frown deepened, guilt etched deeply into his features. "Under normal circumstances, we could definitely find someone to operate on him. But the timing couldn't be worse..."