She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 132: Who Told You He Was Dead?

Mr. Owen’s face was filled with surprise and relaxation, which made them feel suspicious.

Can that young girl who looks no more than eighteen really save Dr. Zamora?

In the operating room, Cheyenne’s beautiful eyes were fixed on the person lying on the bed, and she didn’t dare to relax at all.

She cut Eddie’s clothes open, revealing the seven deep wounds that lay before her. It was evident that the attacker intended to kill Eddie.

Why?

Eddie had always been low-profiled, and his life circle was also very simple. He went to work and went home, spending most of his time in the laboratory and hospital ward.

There was no reason for him to offend such a vicious person.

Cheyenne’s brain suddenly kicked into high gear, and she had a moment of realization. A brief glimmer of light passed through her eyes.

Maybe it had something to do with her.

She implicated Eddie.

With this in mind, Cheyenne urged herself to be rational. Kate was waiting for her outside, and she had to save Eddie’s life.

This was not only for Kate, but also for herself.

“Miss, the patient’s condition is deteriorating rapidly. What should we do? Should we… should we remove the knife?”

The young nurse stared blankly at Dr. Zamora as his breathing grew weaker, with the cold and steady sound of electronic instruments ringing in her ears. Like a death spell.

“Beep beep beep…”

If the object was pulled out, it may cause secondary damage to other organs of the patient. However, if it was not removed, the patient would lose more blood. He had lost too much blood Although he was receiving a blood transfusion, there needed to be a process of fusion between new and old blood.

them

relaxed, and one of

hand, he held a small round ball that was deep brown in color and looked extremely

glanced and then withdrew her gaze, her voice resolutely ringing

Can’t wait any longer.

heart rate continued to drop, and his breath grew weaker.

let’s call Mr. Terry

Both of the nurses were just intern ones and were genuinely afraid to perform this task alongside Cheyenne. Mr. Terry,

couldn’t believe that they were acting so timid. Cheyenne furrowed her brow and decided

him up, I’ll take care of

“But.”

will take full responsibility if anything

of them reluctantly agreed and held onto Eddie’s shoulders from

standing out as she gripped it. She applied the same delicate strength she used when giving acupuncture.

“Splutter.”

an instant, staining Cheyenne’s face, hair,

her eye, at first glance, it looked like a teardrop mole, adding a touch of enchantment. But this was blood, in

from the flesh was clearly audible

in a coma, did not receive anesthesia. The pain of pulling out the knife awakened him

slightly parted and a weak, muffled sound

shouted harshly. Looking at the two nurses still stunned, she couldn’t suppress the anger that

quick response. Are they here to watch a show with their sluggish

ordered around by someone younger than herself,

reached out and

metal tray, producing a loud clang,” which

foot of the bed, lifted the white sheets, grabbed Eddie’s

What was she doing?

was that Dr. Zamora’s bleeding had actually stopped, gradually ceasing to

strikingly beautiful girl before them. Despite being covered in blood and drenched in sweat, at that moment, in their eyes, Cheyenne suddenly

of her is stunningly beautiful, while the other side is absolutely cool and rational, making it impossible

room turned green. The door slowly opened and a petite figure walked out, taking off her gloves as she approached Kate. Finally, she removed