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 the nurses grabbed

a small round ball that was deep brown in color and looked

gaze, her voice

Can’t wait any longer.

continued to drop, and his breath grew weaker. She was

Then… let’s call Mr. Terry

just intern ones and were genuinely afraid to

couldn’t believe that they were acting so timid.

just hold him up, I’ll

“But.”

full responsibility if anything goes

of them reluctantly agreed and held onto Eddie’s shoulders from both sides, closely

pressing against it, each joint standing out as she gripped it. She applied the same delicate strength she used when giving acupuncture. With a slight twist of the knife handle and a simultaneous downward push, she carefully and neatly

“Splutter.”

instant, staining

adding a touch of enchantment. But this was blood, in a surgery room filled with the smell of blood, this enchantment carried a

from the flesh was

did not receive anesthesia. The pain of pulling

and a weak,

harshly. Looking at the two nurses still

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

a deep breath. Although she was reluctant to be ordered around by someone

out and pressed

nearby metal tray, producing a loud clang,”

she detoured around the foot of the bed, lifted the white sheets,

What was she doing?

the miraculous thing was that Dr. Zamora’s bleeding had actually stopped,

stared in astonishment at the young, strikingly beautiful girl before them. Despite being covered in blood and drenched in sweat, at that moment, in their eyes, Cheyenne suddenly became towering

beautiful, while the other side is absolutely

minute by minute, and finally the red light outside the emergency room turned green. The door slowly opened and a petite figure walked out, taking