Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 137-2

between sobs. "Sweetheart, Elliot... he’s hurt... so badly... there was so much blood."

On their way to the hospital, Elliot’s teammates had called the family to inform them of his grave condition.

"Mom, it’ll be alright. Elliot’s strong; he’ll pull through," Danielle assured her, gently patting Vivian’s back.

Joseph chimed in, his voice steady but uncertain. "Mom, Austin’s assisting in the surgery. Plus, Danielle’s skills are incredible-Elliot’s in good hands."

Matthew stood quietly, his face drawn tight with worry. He knew Elliot’s line of work came with risks, but seeing him bloodied and pale on the gurney had left a deep ache in his chest.

tough. He’ll make

to the side, offered a quiet prayer. There wasn’t much else he could do but hope

doors to the operating room swung open. A flustered

the patient’s

Howard responded, stepping forward with the rest of the family,

the bullets is dangerously close to his heart. The surgery carries extremely high risks. Here’s the critical condition consent

nearly collapsing, but

reached for the clipboard, his hand trembling so badly he could barely hold

calm but unyielding. The young doctor frowned. "Who are you? This is a critical surgery. You

life was on the line. "I’m family. Elliot’s my brother,