Uncontrollable Fondness novel Chapter 27

After saying these words, his tone suddenly became cold, “Rebecca, drag her out and tell the doctor to operate immediately!”

At the sign of Rebecca Johnson, two men in black walked in and dragged her out. William opened his phone and shouted, “Where are you? Even if you have to fly, you must show up in the hospital immediately!”

She was placed on a push bed; her limbs and waist were tied tightly to the bed, so she couldn’t move. The doctors around her were nervous and eagerly talked to each other, “Is there a consent form for this lady that she donates her heart voluntarily? Without it, we cannot perform surgery!”

“Don't worry, she is doing it voluntary. Our boss will send the consent form later.”

“Then go ahead.”

Take her heart? They really want to take her heart? William Brown, so ruthless!

Mia’s forehead immediately covered in cold sweat, her mouth was sealed, her body was controlled, and she had no way to escape. No, she doesn't want it, don't give her heart to someone else.

No!

The sound didn’t attract anyone's attention. Her body was quickly pushed into the operating room, and the cold surgical equipment flashed in front of her eyes.

The anesthesiologist put a tube of liquid medicine into the syringe and shot a cold water in front of her. She doesn’t want it; she doesn’t want to die...

As the anesthesiologist approached, her head shook more eagerly, staring at the needle and trembling. The anesthesiologist didn't pay attention to her face at all. Her arm was pulled apart. One hand patted the skin to search for blood vessels and pinched them.

“Great! Professor Davies is back!”

At the moment the needle was injected, Mia saw the young man walking by the door wearing a white coat, he was...Professor Davies...

James Davies came to her and lowered his face, it was him! The man who rescued her in the driveway and told her not to die! She twisted his jacket tightly, looked at him with prayer and shook her head again and again.

“You don't want to die?” She heard a voice of irreverent tenderness in the distance. Under the influence of the medicine, her dizziness was heavy, but she still nodded stubbornly.

“I can save you, but the condition is to be my woman, okay?”

Yes, yes, she nodded her head hard before fainting...

William was waiting anxiously outside the door, his eyebrows tightened, and he walked countless times to look at the door of the operating room. There was a sharp contrast between the black-clothed men and the white-clothed doctors. The head doctor wiped his sweat and didn’t dare to say, only praying in his heart for the success of the operation.

William Brown was the owner of their hospital, so he couldn’t displease him.

Fortunately, Professor Davies has arrived, so the problem seemed not so big. There was no precedent for the operation failure.

Finally, the operating light was turned off and the door opened. James Davies, who walked out first, pulled down the mask, reached out to take the tissue from the nurse and wiped off the sweat. He narrowed his eyes full of emotions and said, “The operation was successful!”

Then Sophia was pushed out. William took Sophia and looked inwards. Mia was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, not moving.

James Davies turned his head slightly, “Cover her and take her away.”

In a blink of an eye, Mia’s face was covered by the snow-white sheets, and he was pushed to move in another direction --- the direction of the morgue.

William took away his eyes and squeezed the unprovoked suffocation in his chest. He pushed Sophia into the intensive care unit with the nurse, staring at her pale face and exhaling heavily.

John Parker stood behind him respectfully, and it took a long time for William to look back and glance at him lightly, “What relatives does Mia have?”

“No one, just father.”

“Give him more money!”

“Yes.”

A slight breeze blew in, bringing a light coolness. The woman in the room, with a pale face and slightly gaunt appearance, sat staring at the autumn flowers swaying outside the window and sighed gently.

After all, she didn't die! With a sigh of relief, she felt that she was the stubborn little daisy outside, who could always withstand the baptism of wind and rain.

However, thanks to him this time!

When she thought of him, her face turned red and she had a slight fever.

She never thought that Professor James Davies was so young and handsome. Although she knew from reports that he wasn’t very old, she instinctively saw him as an old and pedantic man in her imagination.

She has read almost all of his papers. Those advanced ideas, rigorous experiments and irrefutable conclusions couldn’t be associated with a man of that ruffianly cynicism.

He said he wanted her to be his own woman, is this true?

Her face was burning again. The person she admires most of all is him, if she can become his...

Is she very happy?

As long as she could save Sophia, it didn’t matter matter how much blood was taken from her, after all, she was the one who hurt her. Mia shook her head and said that it was okay. Her thoughts remained on her curiosity about James Davies’ surgery, “How did you achieve perfect repair of the heart when you established cardiopulmonary bypass?”

James’ handsome face turned aside, and his cynical expression was changed to incredulity, “You know this well. You also study medicine?”

With her small face hanging down helplessly, Mia wringed her hands and said in pain, “Yes, I am also a medical student, and I took part in the recruitment exam of Huntington Hospital. And was the first during the exam.”

“Mia Charles?” James called out her name precisely, and Mia nodded listlessly.

“Why didn’t you go?”

It was hard to explain in a few words. She didn't want to put her ugly story in front of the most respected person, smiled weakly, and pursed her lips.

James thoughtfully didn't ask any further and looked at her for a few times but didn't say what he wanted to say.

In the evening, in the comfortable private room of “Feel Happy” complex, William Brown and James Davies each sat on their chairs, getting food massage, each holding a glass and sipping their drinks.

“How is Sophia?” Turning his head, William went out of his thoughts and looked at James.

James swallowed a sip of red wine and opened the corners of his lips, “It is still necessary to find the matching bone marrow as soon as possible. This is the only cure now.”

William’s eyebrows raised, showing a slight irritation, “You know, she is an adopted daughter, and her family can't match her type at all. Not to mention that she has Rh-negative blood type C, and there are very few people with this blood type. Also, the matching type...”

“Look at this,” James pulled out a piece of paper from the bag. William took it suspiciously and looked up at James when he saw Mia Charles’ name, “What is this?”

“I took out Mia’s bone marrow when I was performing the operation on Sophia that day for matching. This is the result I got today. Her bone marrow matches Sophia’s perfectly.” "Matches?" The face of the woman who he had almost forgotten appeared in his mind, and a lot of alcohol was spilled with a sudden shake of his hand. She is dead, Sophia has lost a rare chance...

Throwing the paper away, he sullenly finished a glass, “She’s gone, what's the use of this.”

“Listen to my suggestion and persuade Sophia to be hospitalized. I am a pioneer in leukemia research. I can think of some ways,” sating this, James took a sip of wine, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

Sophia was lying on the bed with her lips pursed, playing with her nails. The door was suddenly pushed open, and William walked in. Her original little face immediately changed to joy, “William, why did you come back so late?”

“You’re up so late?” William asked gently, spurting out a breath of alcohol, and she shrank her face in discomfort.

“I'm going to wash my mouth,” he got up and was about to leave. Sophia’s slender little hands grasped his big hands, and she said coquettishly, “It's okay, I can bear it.”

She pulled William back to the bed and stroked his chest, “I heard that my heart was donated by a young lady. Who is in that young lady's family? Let's go and see them,” when she said this, the teardrops appeared in the corners of her eyes, “Why was that young lady willing to donate her heart? Has she got any incurable disease?”