Chapter 456


    As Mark walked back to the operating theater’s waiting area, the doctor just so happened to walk out o


    f the emergency room. He had a surgical mask in hand.


    "How is my grandma?" Mark hurriedly asked. His face looked sullen, anxious, and worried.


    "Ms. Moore''s condition doesn''t seem to be good. She''s had a history of a cerebral hemorrhage. So,


    regardless of bodily function or blood vessels, they have all be fragile. I’m afraid that this time..."


    Suddenly, the expression on Mark''s handsome face changed. Now, it was as dark as gloomy clouds...


    Awfully dark. Plus, the green veins on the back of his hands were protruding. He grabbed the doctor''s


    white coat tightly and said, "What the f*ck did you just say?"


    The doctor was shocked by Mark''s current disposition, and he trembled a little. But Gordon interrupted


    to stop Mark. "Tell me."


    "Actually, Ms. Moore''s condition is much more serious than it was in thest ident. When a cerebral


    hemorrhage happens, most people would be unconscious for a long period of time or die on the spot.


    Ms. Moore''s previous case was already considered a miracle. This time, however, her


    condition is extremely bad. Please be mentally prepared for the worst." The doctor let out a deep sigh.


    After that, Ms. Moore was transferred to the Intensive Care Unit. The visiting hours provided were only


    for a n hour.


    The first to enter the room was Gordon. When he saw Ms. Moore lying on the hospital bed in a haggard


    state, how could he be at peace?


    Mark was not in a better state either. Emotions of anguish, anxiety, distress, and depression filled him


    entirely.


    Earlier on, the doctor had left a piece of advice before h e left. He had said that it would be better for


    Ms.


    Moore if she could stay somewhere she feltfortable with. At this time, it was better to bring her to


    such a ce because leaving her in the hospital would not bring any effects.


    Cerebral hemorrhage was not the same as other chronic illnesses that could be treated slowly. Once


    the bleeding happened, it was often fatal. All it took was just one hit to easily cause the person to


    copsepletely.


    Moreover, Ms. Moore had already experienced it once. This was the second time. The blood vessels in


    her brain had already turned fragile. Coupled with her old age, the situation did not look hopeful.


    Mark and Gordon were having a discussion on whether they should bring Ms. Moore to Athana for


    treatment again. After all, the situation there was much better than the current location.


    Gordon shook his head. "Her body can''t stand the torture of a round trip anymore. Actually, the


    treatment offered in Athana isn''t much different from the one in Norwood. It''s just a psychological


    influence on people''s minds. Let''s just stay in this hospital and observe her for a few days. We’ll see if


    there’s any improvement and then we''ll make the decision."


    Hearing this, Mark did not say anything more. Instead, he immediately made some calls and hired all


    the top-notch cerebrovascr experts in Norwood. As long as there was a ray of hope, he would not let


    go of it!


    A few of them took turns to guard the Intensive Care Unit. No one ever left even for a second. The


    atmosphere was unusually dull and tight, giving people a sense of suffocation.


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    At night, both Yvette and Jazz rushed over together. Ronald still had not arrived. Mark''s face still looked


    quite unpleasant.


    It did not make much difference to have this many people staying in the hospital. Mark asked all of


    them t o go home, and he would guard the ce alone.


    Gordon refused to leave, but in the end, Yvette and Jazz managed to take him home by force.


    Now, only Mark was left in the hospital corridor. He called Harry and instructed him to keep an eye on


    Summer''s movements during this period. He also instructed him to find out everything about the


    wedding reception''s location.


    In his sleepless state, Mark''s tall figure remained seated on the bench that was right outside of the


    Intensive Care Unit. He guarded the room for the night.


    On the other side...


    Back in Santabaca, Daisy went and picked out the wedding dress and suit. This time, no simr


    obstacles urred again. It went well.