Chapter 1861

Professor Cruz assured Karina that he would do his best to convince Professor Zeller to reconsider. Even if that didn't work, he promised to personally approve her paper for publication. Karina was deeply grateful, but her gratitude extended even more to Wilfred, who had made this meeting with the professor possible.

On the way back, she pondered how she could thank him. Wilfred didn't seem to lack anything, and no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't decide what to get him. Her musings were interrupted by an urgent phone call from Wilfred.

"Have you left Professor Cruz's office yet?" he asked, his voice tinged with urgency.

"I have. What's wrong?" she replied, sensing something was wrong.

"I've been called out for an emergency consultation, but I just got a call from the rehab center. Wendy attempted to hang herself. She's likely in the ER by now."

"What?" Karina's grip on her phone tightened. Without hesitation, she said, "I'll head there right away."

When she arrived at the hospital, Wendy had just been brought in. The lack of oxygen had caused severe internal bleeding, and her condition was critical.

Karina quickly sprang into action, performing emergency procedures that lasted an exhausting hour and a half. It was touch-and-go, but Wendy's life was ultimately saved.

Afterward, Karina stayed by Wendy's bedside for another two hours. It wasn't until 7 PM that Wendy began to stir.

sounds of movement, Karina sat up abruptly. Her voice, hoarse from exhaustion, came out in a soft rush. "How

of oxygen deprivation could be devastating. Within just 30 minutes, a person could suffer respiratory failure, organ damage, or even brain death. Fortunately, Wendy had been found in

her head

vivid reminder of how deeply the rope had cut into her skin. Seeing the marks, any frustration or anger Karina might have felt was replaced by

past week, their interactions

happened?" Karina asked gently. "You seemed to be

remained silent,

ask. Let's talk about it when you feel ready. For now, just

could say

her voice faint. My mom said my brother is sick and needs a bone marrow transplant. She wants me to donate. I refused. Was I

"No, you weren't wrong," she said

hollow gaze stayed fixed on the ceiling. "Really? Because when I told my mom, she called me an

voice faltered, and

her expression lifeless. "I didn't know how to face her, so I decided to hang myself. I thought... I'd just give her back this life." en

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felt her heart constrict

added in a broken whisper, "You shouldn't have

on his face, but he didn't pause as he made his way

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