And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 83

Eve lay crumpled on the floor, her complexion ashen, clutching at her chest before consciousness slipped away from her.

Gwendolyn’s face set in a mask of determination as she rapidly hit the emergency call button beside the hospital bed.

“Mrs. Lopez!”

“Mrs. Lopez, wake up.”

With the urgency of the situation and the nursing staff thinly spread during the lunch. break, Gwendolyn carefully laid Eve flat on her back. Eve’s breaths were shallow, her heartbeat dangerously slow.

Placing the heel of one hand in the center of her chest, Gwendolyn positioned her other hand on top and began CPR.

“1001! 1002!” She counted out loud with tense focus until a nurse arrived to assist and call for the cardiology team.

“Get the oxygen mask on her and attach the electrode pads.”

“Right! Gwendolyn, keep it steady!” the nurse said, kneeling to prepare the equipment. In these moments, no one dared interrupt a trainee executing life–saving measures.

“No need for defibrillation! Keep up the compressions!”

golden four minutes

dotting her forehead, Gwendolyn pressed down firmly

ECG, body taut with anticipation. Suddenly, the erratic lines.

hands, collapsing onto the

oxygen therapy. Run

team took over, and Gwendolyn slumped into a nearby chair,

onto the bed and subjected to a series of tests, but no other

had been a simple fall that led to the

really,” Eve murmured, regaining consciousness with embarrassment. “I thought

my legs again and wanted to see

a possibility, and under the skilled care of Dr. Yates, Eve was a believer.

and nurses left,

rhythm of the dripping

spoke weakly from the bed, “It would’ve been nice to see

caregiver, Mrs. Lopez. Next time, luck might not be on your side.” She wasn’t a critical patient, and with her cantankerous nature, the medical staff couldn’t always afford

don’t want a caregiver. I only want to go home. Every corner of

him. I used to pray

of her deep love for her husband were

was no wonder she had missed him so