After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 894

Chapter 899

Sylvia looked at the old Evans with indifference. It had been a long time since she last saw him. She didn't have any feelings towards the Evans family, especially after learning the truth about her mother being kicked out of their family. Even though the old Evans looked frail and worn out, it didn't stir any emotions within her.

"I'm sorry, I'm busy today," Sylvia politely declined his invitation. "I've been swamped lately."

"Sylvia..." The old Evans' face showed a hint of disappointment, but he quickly added, "How about tomorrow? Or if not tomorrow, maybe the day after? You don't come back to Larro often... I really miss you!" He gazed at Sylvia with longing eyes hoping that she would agree.

Just then Sylvia's phone rang; it was from the dean.

"Dr. Sylvia! Something's wrong! Professor Peterson is critically ill! You need to come over right away!"

"Professor Peterson?" Sylvia was taken aback as she turned around and headed towards the hospital in a hurry. "What happened? He was fine just recently..."

Professor Peterson was one of H Rovirsa's most famous orthopedic surgeons and pioneers in bone surgery; he was also an internationally renowned expert in hepatobiliary surgery who had already reached his nineties this year. How could he suddenly become so sick?

Sylvia couldn't spare any more time for the old Evans and hung up on him before rushing into the hospital.

The old Evans was startled by what just happened as he followed her with help from his butler.

"Sylvia, what's going on?" He asked worriedly.

"I might not have time to explain now," replied Sylvia hastily while running ahead of him like a whirlwind. "There is an important patient who needs my immediate attention for resuscitation."

"I heard her mention Professor Peterson..." The old Evan sighed heavily before glancing at Sylvia's retreating figure. "Oh well, let's head home first."

When Sylvia arrived at emergency room entrance, Professor Peterson lay unconscious on an operating table inside.

"How is he doing?" asked Sylvia anxiously.

"All organs are rapidly deteriorating," said Dean standing beside them, looking pale. Tears shimmered in his eyes.

"I'll try again!" Sylvia said as she began checking Professor Peterson's various indicators. "Even if there is a glimmer of hope, we should not give up."

However...

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed...

on the

how little she had interacted with Professor Peterson. They only ever crossed paths

for being approachable and treating his patients like family. They had exchanged a few words before,

community. Many excellent orthopedic surgeons

medicine were unparalleled

cried softly, Sylvia's eyes turned red too. She felt sad and overwhelmed by emotions

admired these great people who worked for their country and its people - Professor Peterson was one such person who made significant contributions

choking out. "Just three months ago, he performed surgery on a patient on the operating table... I never expected that three months later..." "Let us all stand up and bid farewell to Professor Peterson!" Sylvia stood up from the floor then bowed deeply towards him. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

Peterson, please

in the emergency room bid

away tears before saying. "Notify his family members

pale almost transparently white; it was an indescribable

several nurses pushed him out toward the door with a loud bang sound when they opened it; all of Professor Peterson's family members surrounded him along with some of his students asking

"How is he doing?"

is his rescue

"My teacher..."

grief, almost unable to face it. "Organ failure,

of mourning came from the

A few minutes later.

country knew about this

websites, various influential posters and

different kinds

spread throughout the

where they were, everyone was mourning, commemorating and feeling

heavy heart, it was already

her. When he saw her return exhausted

"I saw the news."

and death cannot be stopped by

Peterson on his last journey as citizens who respected him greatly. Many of them held flowers in their hands; some even followed along with the funeral procession

closed her eyes and hugged Franklin's strong waist with both

to their country could stay in this world longer - more time for them to

reached out his arms tightly

said softly into her ear while holding onto her firmly but gently as if comforting a child crying over something small but important enough

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