Chapter 662

Queenie walked quickly. She dressed into a surgical gown and entered the emergency room through a private pathway.

Zachary was so stressed that he was drenched in sweat. It wasn’t until Queenie appeared that he seemed to calm down. He thoroughly explained the patient’s condition to her.

Queenie’s brows furrowed in worry the more she listened to Zachary’s explanation.

With the ongoing conditions, the surgery’s success rate was far lower than the initial three percent estimation.

Zachary placed the patient’s life in Queenie’s hands. From the looks of her face, he knew what Queenie was thinking. He said, “The surgery’s success rate is too low. I’ll ask a junior doctor to do it.”

For a whole two seconds, Queenie was silent. As a doctor, she had witnessed far too many deaths. There was no way Queenie would risk her career on the life of an elderly woman.

Two seconds later, she broke silence. She nodded faintly and said, “That’s the only solution. Come on, let’s talk to her family.”

Zachary nodded in agreement as soon as he heard that, and replied, “Okay. I’ll come with you. The lawyer is ready, and he should be in my office by now.”

“Great. You go get the lawyer then. I’ll find a doctor to

meet at the

to avoid bumping into the patient’s family, they took a

long after, Zachary and the lawyer arrived at the emergency door

moment, Queenie walked out of the

career. His success rate wasn’t important to him

Naturally, the name of the surgeon in charge was

meant that regardless of how the surgery went, Queenie

hold

soon as Henrick saw Queenie, he rushed forward and

down her mask, her lovely eyes were unveiled. She shook her head and, in regret, she answered, “The

robotic pacemaker. This surgery has a three percent success rate.

head-on blow for

Malorie was gone.

Arielle away, Malorie still couldn’t make it

the family’s coal mining business in his hometown

in

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