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!”

minutes were within

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

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

hands, collapsing onto the floor,

oxygen therapy. Run

slumped into a nearby chair, staring blankly at

shifted back onto the bed and subjected to

been a simple fall that led to the cardiac

fine, really,” Eve murmured, regaining consciousness

again and wanted to see if I could

was a possibility, and under the skilled care

and nurses left, entrusting Gwendolyn to keep an eye

settled into the rhythm of the dripping IV.

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

mask, Gwendolyn advised, “You should consider hiring a caregiver, Mrs. Lopez. Next time, luck might not be on your side.” She wasn’t a

to go home. Every corner of that

tears. “I miss him. I used to pray for him daily, and

deep love for her husband were

wonder she had missed him