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

her forehead, Gwendolyn pressed

anticipation. Suddenly, the erratic

collapsing onto the floor, exhausted.

therapy. Run

and Gwendolyn slumped into a nearby

and subjected to a series of tests, but

a simple fall that

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

again and wanted to

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

nurses left, entrusting Gwendolyn to

room settled into the rhythm of the dripping IV.

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

reddened from the tight straps of her mask, Gwendolyn 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

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

used to pray for him daily,

deep love for her

no wonder she had missed him so