Chapter 298: Light in Despair


    “No matter what the pain she’s experiencing now, could it reach one percent of that Ernest is suffering?


    I want her to experience the same pain as Ernest. I want her to know what kind of painful torture Ernest


    is experiencing now in the surgery room.”


    As he spoke, Barney pped Florence again on her face violently.


    Florence saw stars, her sight bing dizzy. A trace of blood flew out of her mouth.


    She felt the burning pain on her cheeks.


    However, her gaze was still spiritless. She gazed at the surgery without a blink.


    She looked as if she could still open her eyes and breathe, all the pains and insults couldn’t move her


    at all. All her focus was on Ernest.


    If she couldn’t be assured that he had passed the critical period, the nerve in Florence’s heart would be


    kept tightened.


    Her reaction, however, was an encouragement to Barney.


    The more he pped her, the more excited he had be. Raising his hand high, he wanted to p


    Florence across her face again.


    “Swoosh--”


    Right then, the door of the surgery room was opened.


    Florence, as numb as a log just now, seemed to be alive all of a sudden. She rushed over to the door.


    With the reddened and swollen cheeks, she appeared in front of the doctor first.


    She asked in a nervous and trembling voice, “Doc, how’s Ernest?”


    The doctor looked solemn, with a piece of sheet in his hands.


    “Are you his family? The patient''s condition is not optimistic. We are trying our best to save him, but


    you need to sign the notice of critical illness.”


    The notice of critical illness?


    Upon hearing those words, Florence was like being struck by the lightning.


    She had been waiting on the thin ice for such a long time, but unexpectedly, she received such news.


    She had no guts to imagine what she would be like if that powerful gentleman didn’t exist in this world


    and she couldn’t see him again.


    The feeling of loss almost made her go nuts.


    “Impossible! Ernest would be fine! Doc, you must save him at any cost! Otherwise, you all should die


    with him!” Georgia roared in anger. Her wrinkled face looked violent and threatening. Her eyes were


    reddened in ruthlessness, quite scaring.


    Holding the notice of critical illness, the doctor’s hands trembled. Sweat oozed on his forehead.


    The doctor immediately said, “Mrs. Hawkins, we’ll try our best. However...”


    “Just try your best effort and get in to save him! Don’t waste your time any longer. If you need any


    equipment, blood, and even organs, the Hawkins family will find them for you as soon as possible. I


    have only one condition - save him!”


    “Yes, ma’am.”


    The doctor dared not to speak anything else, and nor dared he ask them to sign the notice of critical


    illness. He trotted back to the surgery room in a panic.


    The notice of critical illness was a guarantee for the doctor and nurse. In case any ident happened


    in the rescuing process, the doctor and nurses wouldn’t be responsible. However, Ernest wasn’t from


    an ordinary family. It was the Hawkins family.


    Georgia’s attitude was quite clear -- if something happened to Ernest, all those doctors and nurses


    would die with him.


    Hence, it would be useless for them to sign the notice of critical illness.


    As long as they wanted to survive, they must try their best to save Ernest.


    Shortly, the door of the surgery room was closed. It was like the interconnection of life and death. As


    soon as it was closed, it separated the two different worlds.


    Staring at the door pitifully, Florence couldn’t help but tighten her nerves again.


    The notice of critical illness kept shing through her mind.


    She realized that Ernest’s current situation must be terrible, extremely terrible.


    He was so strong and powerful. He could be all right, could he?


    While Florence was convincing herself, the door of the surgery room was pushed open again.


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    A doctor trotted out covered with blood, looking panic and anxious.


    “The patient is suffering from hemorrhoea. His vital signs dropped rapidly. I’m afraid...well...”


    “Save him! Save him!” upon hearing it, Georgia roared excitedly under the huge stimtion.


    However, she failed to suppress her sorrow and couldn’t help trembling. She couldn’t maintain her


    bnce at all, only breathing weakly. Widening her eyes, she wasn’t willing to believe the result.


    The doctor stood motionlessly in embarrassment. He couldn’t utter a beep at all.


    There was nothing that they could do.


    He wanted to tell them but didn’t have the guts.


    However, Florence understood what the doctor wanted to say. They couldn’t do anything now.


    Did it mean Ernest couldn’t be saved?


    This realization appeared in Florence''s mind, just like thest straw, which directly crushed her.


    She copsed on the floor, her mind blink.


    “All because of you. You bitch! You’ve killed Ernest!” Brianna scolded her in anger, stamping on


    Florence’s body.


    Florence had been weakened already. She fell on the floor directly, bearing the pains on her body.


    She was so desperate when hearing that she had killed Ernest.


    Ernest was dying, wasn’t he?


    Was he dying?


    If Ernest had left this world, what would be so good about this world then?


    Seemingly he was the only person that she cared about in this world.


    Florence felt the throbbing pain in her heart as if she would be dying because ofcking oxygen. She


    couldn’t ept this result at all.


    In the corridor, the Hawkins family members already burst into tears.


    Even Georgia couldn’t support herself any longer. She seemed to be aged for decades in an instant.


    The gray hair on her head and her winkles without her aura made her as haggard as a dying old


    woman.


    Florence’s eyes were reddened with burning pain. However, she couldn’t shed a single tear.


    She didn’t believe that Ernest would die.


    He was so strong. He couldn’t die for sure.


    She wouldn’t let him die. She wouldn’t!


    “Dot, please! Save him! Please save him! He’s Ernest Hawkins. He has the strongest life. As long as


    you try your best efforts, he would survive for sure,” Florence begged hard.


    Without caring about anything, she crawled over the tug hemline of the doctor’s trousers.


    The doctor was stiff, too. Comparing to any other experiences that he announce the death of the


    patients, he feared the most for this time.


    It was Ernest Hawkins who was lying on the operating table. He was the owner of the Hawkins family,


    the top of the power and influence. If something happened to him, all of them would be doomed as


    well.


    However, what else could they do? They had used up all their knowledge and skills in their whole life


    but still failed to save that man.


    “I’m sorry. We’ve tried our best. Now we are rescuing him before he dies. Unless there would be a


    miracle-working doctor, nobody could save him.”


    A miracle-working doctor?


    Suddenly, Florence thought about someone.


    Although those doctors in the surgery room were the top experts in the world, Collin was the legend in


    the medical field. In his legend, he could make the flesh grow on the bones, same as a miracle-working


    doctor. He could even make the dead ones reborn.


    If she found him, he could probably save Ernest, right?


    As if she had found the light in despair, Florence stood up from the ground immediately. She rushed to


    throw the crowd and trotted out of the hospital.


    She acted fast and suddenly without caring about her injuries and pains at all.