Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 1163

Chapter 1163 Thanks to Rowan

As a romance author, Violet was adept at imagination. She started to wonder what was happening inside the emergency room and whether Violet would be in danger.
Although Dr. Watson was competent, Violet seemed to be severely sick.
Before any good news was received, Claire couldn't relax at all.
Ten minutes later, the door of the emergency room was opened. Claire returned to her senses and saw Rowan leave.
Her cheeks were covered with her tears. She was too afraid to ask Rowan about Violet's status.
Looking at her, Rowan approached step by step like a healing angel. He could see the unconcealed fear and panic on her face.
Standing before her, Rowan rubbed her hair. "She's fine. Her status is stable now."
His words brought strength back to Claire. She stared up at her and felt relieved. "Thank you."
"Dean Watson, a patient has hemorrhage. Please come over!" a doctor yelled at Rowan nearby.
The two looked in that direction in unison.
Rowan frowned slightly. After withdrawing his gaze, he darted at Claire. Looking back at him, she saw the determination in his eyes.
Then he bypassed her and strode towards the innermost of the corridor.
Claire's gaze followed him. He walked firmly, and she faintly saw a halo on him.
"Dean Watson, he has an aortic rupture."
"Hurry! The blood bag!"
Claire could hear their quick words and saw Rowan's figure vanish in the door.
Recalling his words earlier, she relieved slightly and stared at the door of the emergency room again.
Soon, the door was opened. Two female doctors pushed a bed out.
"Aunt Violet!" Claire trotted to them and held Violet's hand. "How are you feeling now?"
Violet was still pale, opening her eyes weakly. "I'm fine, Claire. It doesn't hurt anymore." She was on a drip. With a smile, she added, "Please don't worry. You must be scared."
Claire shook her head, breathing a sigh of relief.
When the bed was pushed into a ward, a female doctor remarked, "Fortunately, you sent her here on time. Or she would have a gastric perforation."
Before Claire thanked them, the other female doctor added, "Dean Watson is an excellent doctor. The drugs he developed are really effective."
"Claire..." Violet gripped her hand tightly and said in a weak tone, "Please send my appreciation to Dean Watson."
"I will, Aunt Violet." Claire nodded. "Please take a rest. He's super busy. When he's free, I'll thank him."
Shortly after Violet entered the ward, Albert, Finnley, and Mya arrived one after another.
"How are you feeling now, Honey? Are you all right?" Albert sat on the bed edge, feeling sorry for Violet. Taking her hand, he asked, "Why didn't you call me immediately? I'm your emergency contact. You can press one button to call me."
"Mom, are you feeling better?" Finnley and Mya stood before the bed.
Claire was still tearful. Looking at them, she apologized, "I'm terribly sorry. I was too scared to call you immediately."
Finnley propped his arm on her shoulder. "You don't need to apologize. Thank you, Claire. You sent Mom into the hospital on time."
"Claire saved my life." Violet felt much better. "The pain cramped me fiercely. I dropped my phone but couldn't pick it up at all."
Claire chuckled, "No. Dr. Watson saved your life, Aunt Violet."
"Right. You both did. Thank you, and thank Dr. Watson."
Rowan was clinically doing surgery in the operating room. Soon, he helped the patient stop bleeding. The equipment showed the patient's data was normal.
He let the other doctors finish the surgery, rinsed the blood on his hands, and walked out.