A Replacement Bride

Chapter 227

Everyone outside heard the eerie cries too, and it made the hair on the back of their necks stand even when it was in the middle of the day.

Meanwhile, Corey stared gravely at the ICU, not daring to miss even a single second.

It had been 30 minutes since Katherine went in, and as every minute passed, Corey's heart grew heavier. At this point, he was like a ticking time bomb. Anyone who dared pull the trigger on him would face colossal wrath.

Another 20 minutes passed, and Katherine finally came out.

The young woman looked somewhat exhausted like she had fought a great battle. "I need 30 minutes to myself," she said after taking a plain glance at Corey.

"Certainly. I'll get it arranged." He gazed amiably at her and ordered the security officer, who arranged a room for her immediately, without ever asking Katherine about the patient's condition.

Katherine nodded with gratitude and went in the security officer's direction.

Meanwhile, Corey let out a sigh of relief and brought his men into the ICU at once. He had noticed her countenance didn't look awry when she came out.

The doctors, on the other hand, were bewildered as they wondered where in the world those agonizing cries came from. However, they didn't dwell on it but followed Corey and his men into the ward instead, wanting to see the patient's condition to give Katherine and Corey a slap in the face.

Inside, the elder lay peacefully in bed with various medical instruments attached to them, and the P waves and figures displayed on the heart rate monitor were clear to everyone—the patient was no different from an ordinary man.

Malcolm's countenance turned awful in response, and he hurriedly gave the elder a checkup. Initially, he thought the device was broken, but the results of the checkup left him dumbfounded.

only had the latter's breathing and heartbeat stopped, but even his brain waves had flatlined, which also meant he was brain-dead. How is it possible for him to

he?" The other doctors looked strangely at Malcolm, thinking the senior

Malcolm pursed his lips and said nothing. That said, his

an old wives' tale. Hence, it could only mean one thing—the elder was

he thought about it; there were no other possible explanations for the strange phenomenon, after

the doctor next to him,

said the doctor as

else exchanged glances, capturing a notion from the senior doctor's words—the young woman they had ridiculed earlier managed to resuscitate

that young woman revive him so easily?! It had only been—what—fifty minutes, less than an hour

a pit. Still, he puffed up his chest and said somewhat hesitantly, "I'm sure she has nothing to do with it. Maybe he had already come back to life

only console themselves with the excuse at this point, even

contemptuously

for years, for there were far too many sc*mbags who would rather find

without even turning around, and someone came up to deferentially ask the

the other hand, went to treat the next patient after feeling

contact with Zak suffered the worst, having

Meanwhile, dozens of black, fist-sized jars sealed with wax were added into the carrying case she brought over, and

going to leave." She went to bid Corey

your old friends now that you've come to Kyoland?" he entreated Katherine, a one-eighty from the lofty man he usually