Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 29 Galatea Rattled

Exhausted from her recent trip, Galatea had little time to rest. She went straight to Serenity Heights Medical Center upon her return to Arizona. "Dr. Hartley, there's a lady in your office looking for you," the staff informed her.

'A lady looking for me this early?' Galatea wondered..

In her white lab coat, Galatea entered her office to find a woman standing by the window, her back to the door. At the sound of entry, the woman turned around and removed her sunglasses, revealing eyes filled with hostility. "Miss Orion," Galatea said with politeness as she acknowledged the visitor.

Just as she finished her greeting, Orion moved swiftly toward her and, without uttering another word, delivered a fierce slap across Galatea's unsuspecting face, leaving her stunned.

"You wretch! What tricks did you use to worm your way into Alaric's bed?" Orion accused.

Trying to shake off the shock and the stinging heat on her cheek, Galatea's head swirled with a myriad of buzzing sensations.

Without a word, Galatea struck back with a retaliatory slap to Orion's face.

"How dare you hit me!" Orion was utterly shocked by the counter-attack and, in a fit of rage, tried to strike back. However, Galatea quickly seized her wrist, gripping it tightly.

"Mrs. Orion, you were the one to hit first. I'm just settling the score. If you choose to act irrationally, don't expect me to play nice." She might not have the strength to take on Alaric, but facing Orion Nash seemed like a manageable challenge. "You!" Orion had been pampered all her life, accustomed to trampling over others without any repercussions, thus, no one dared to offend her. Yet today, she had been slapped by this woman.

"You think just because you've cozied up to Alaric that you'll be his fiancée? Dream on!" Orion spat with disdain. "With your history, Mrs. Carrington would never accept you. Just wait until you're cast aside then you'll have nowhere to hide your tears!"

Though she hadn't met her, the name implied an intimidating matriarch.

"That's for me to worry about, Ms. Orion Nash," she retorted.

Just as Galatea finished speaking, a nurse rushed in, exclaiming, "Dr. Galatea, there's trouble in the ward!"

"Excuse me, Ms. Nash, duty calls." With that, Galatea hurried off after the nurse.

Orion muttered under

felt her foot catch on something. She looked down to find a piece of

Mrs. Carrington? But the name inscribed was Mrs. Marigold?

of Mrs. Carrington... for what purpose? Annoyance surged in Orion as she stuffed the portrait into her purse and walked out

the ward where trouble had struck-Andreas, a seventy-year-old patient, lay

asked while assessing the

taking him out of the hospital despite warning him of his father's critical condition. He didn't listen and roughly dragged Andreas out, which led to this," the nurse explained. "His blood pressure is rising fast-get him

at that moment, Andreas' son returned to the ward

has epilepsy. It's nothing serious. I'm taking my dad out of

not epilepsy. Andreas is in critical need of surgery, or he'll be in grave

the ER, Galatea swiftly changed into scrubs and ordered, "We need to

relative's consent was crucial for the surgery to proceed, yet despite the medical staff's appeals, his son remained defiant. "I've already told you that my dad doesn't need any surgery. Now bring him back out to me!" Ten minutes drifted by,

no use. His son won't agree to give his consent. What do

furious. How could anyone be so indifferent to their own father's battle

of confronting the son, Galatea suddenly felt someone grab her hand-it was Andreas holding on to

to her desperately. an intense plea

"Save me."

wrenched her heart. She felt his despair and helplessness, mirroring the moment her father

not die instantly but bled out as bystanders coldly watched. He died a pitiful death before everyone-if only

agreed to sign the

we wait, he'll die. To hell with the policy!"

"Yes, doctor!"

hour, with an assistant continually mopping the sweat from Galatea's

patient's heart has

at the monitor and issued commands without hesitation, "Get the AED ready,

"Right away."

milligram,

"Charge to 200 joules."

the heart rhythm, blood pressure, respiration, and consciousness still