To Be Yours Again By Taylor Chapter 3


    Chapter 3 Alec Faust


    Jenny frowned immediately. She turned to Morgan and said, “Check the patient’s condition and let me


    know if any help is needed.” “Okay, I’ll do that!” Within five minutes, Morgan rushed back to Jenny’s


    office. “Dr. Walter, please take a look at the patient. His condition seems very se—” Before Morgan


    could finish her sentence, Jenny was already out of the office, walking toward the emergency ward.


    Soon, they both arrived there, where they saw a group of people gathered. Faint sobs could be heard


    from the crowd. “Please save my husband, Doctor! I’m begging you! He’s only 45 years old! I can’t live


    without him!” “Don’t worry, we are running an examination on him right now. We’ll only understand his


    condition when the test results are out.” Seeing that, Morgan tugged Jenny along as she squeezed


    through the crowd. “Excuse me! The doctor is here.” Hearing that, the patient’s family members gave


    way to her quickly, allowing her into the emergency ward. “What happened?” Jenny asked


    immediately. “The patient got into a car ident and is now experiencing a brain hemorrhage. We’re


    checking how much blood he has lost, but his situation doesn’t seem too optimistic.” Although the


    attending doctor of the emergency ward was not acquainted with Jenny, he decided there was no need


    for an introduction when he saw on her name tag that she was the deputy director of the neurosurgery


    department. “Here is the CT scan of his head,” informed a nurse loudly as she handed them the


    report. Examining the report, the emergency doctor frowned, instantlymenting, “The situation is


    very dire. Given therge amount of bleeding, he is experiencing a brain herniation due to increased


    intracranial pressure. Surgery must be performed on him immediately.” Scanning the report, Jenny


    agreed with a nod, saying, “Alright, let’s arrange a surgery.” “But…” began the emergency doctor,


    seeming somewhat embarrassed, “our hospital isn’t capable of this surgery.” Craniotomy was no


    ordinary surgery. “Let’s send the patient to a better hospital,” he suggested. “The brain herniation is


    oppressing his respiratory center. He will die within half an hour if we don’t operate immediately. Are


    you sure we can get him to another hospital in time?” Jenny questioned seriously. “But there are no


    doctors here who are capable of this surgery. What can we do if we don’t send him to another


    hospital?” asked the emergency doctor helplessly. “I’ll do it!” Jenny dered. “You’ll do it?” he asked


    incredulously. He had heard how an external doctornded the neurosurgery department’s deputy


    director position. He figured that the woman before him was that person. Was she really capable of


    such aplex surgery? “Surgery? What surgery is it?” asked the patient’s wife, finallying to


    terms with the dire situation. Panic was written all over her face. Jenny exined to her patiently, “Your


    husband is in a critical condition. Due to the bleeding in his brain, the intracranial pressure is high,


    resulting in a brain herniation. A craniotomy must be performed immediately.” “What?” asked the wife. ”


    No! Craniotomy sounds very dangerous. What if he doesn’t wake up?” Although Jenny was wearing a


    mask, the patient’s wife could tell from her voice that she was very young. Was a young doctor like


    Jenny capable of performing the surgery? “Please calm down first,” interjected Jenny, suddenly raising


    her voice. It caused everyone to go quiet instantly. “I understand how you feel right now, but no time


    can be wasted given your husband’s situation. He must undergo surgery immediately. I am Dr. Walter,


    the deputy director of the neurosurgery department here at Parrington Hospital. I will be in charge of


    your husband’s surgery. Rest assured that I will try my best.” No doctor would ever promise a


    sessful surgery. “Dr. Walter? I haven’t heard of her before.” “That’s right. She must be scaring us.


    His condition probably isn’t that serious.” “Ah, all doctors do is lie to us so that they can make more


    money through surgery.” The patient’s wife was ready to sign the surgery consent form. However,


    hearing the murmurings of her rtives, she hesitated. “I think we should transfer him to a bigger


    hospital,” one of them said. “No, he can’t be transferred!” warned Jenny sternly as she grabbed the


    speaker. “It takes at least two hours to get to the nearest hospital. Your husband doesn’t have that


    long!” “Don’t listen to her! She’s just trying to scare you. Who does she think she is? How can we even


    trust her? If she wants us to believe her, she’d better get the hospital director to vouch for her.


    Otherwise, we should transfer him to another hospital immediately.” Their words swayed the patient’s


    wife. If the hospital director vouched for Jenny, it would prove that she waspetent. Jenny was


    frustrated by the whole situation. Now was not the time for this; time was of the essence! She felt


    helpless as there was nothing she could do to stop them. However, if she allowed them to transfer the


    patient away, wouldn’t it mean that she was giving the patient a death sentence? Hence, she reached


    for her phone, ready to call the director. In any case, a person’s life was more important. “I’ll vouch forThis text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    her!” interrupted a deep voice. Everyone turned around to look at the source of the voice. Behind them


    stood a man d in a fitted ck suit, exuding confidence.