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 were within

lip, beads of sweat dotting her forehead, Gwendolyn pressed down

nurse monitored the ECG, body taut with anticipation. Suddenly, the erratic lines. steadied. “Dr. Quigley! The

her hands, collapsing onto the floor, exhausted.

oxygen therapy. Run

took over, and Gwendolyn slumped into a nearby chair, staring blankly at her trembling hands.

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

fall that

regaining consciousness with

wanted to see if I

from hemiplegia was a possibility, and under the skilled

stability, the doctors and nurses left, entrusting Gwendolyn

the rhythm of the dripping IV.

knocking on heaven’s door.” Eve spoke weakly from the bed, “It would’ve been nice to

advised, “You should consider hiring a caregiver, Mrs. Lopez. Next time, luck might not be on your side.” She wasn’t a critical patient, and with her cantankerous nature,

caregiver. I only want to go home. Every corner of that house reminds me of

I used to pray for him daily,

love for her husband

was no wonder she had missed him so much.