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!”

four minutes were within

her lip, beads of sweat dotting her forehead, Gwendolyn pressed down firmly and rapidly.

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

collapsing onto the

therapy. Run a

and Gwendolyn slumped into a nearby chair, staring blankly at her trembling

was shifted back onto the bed and subjected

had been a simple fall that led to the

really,” Eve murmured, regaining consciousness

legs again and wanted to

the skilled

of her stability, the doctors and nurses left, entrusting Gwendolyn

settled into the rhythm of the

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

be on your side.” She wasn’t a critical patient, and

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

him. I used to pray for him daily, and it

of her deep love for her husband were true.

had