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.

left them with

and one of the

a small round

then withdrew her gaze, her voice resolutely ringing

Can’t wait any longer.

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

Then… let’s call Mr.

intern ones and were genuinely afraid to perform this task alongside Cheyenne. Mr. Terry, with his vast experience, was the most suitable candidate for

acting so timid. Cheyenne furrowed her brow

him up,

“But.”

responsibility if anything goes

the two of them reluctantly agreed and

with fingers firmly 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

“Splutter.”

staining

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

muffled sound of the blade pulling out from the flesh

anesthesia. The pain

slightly parted and a

down on his wound!” Cheyenne shouted harshly. Looking at the two nurses still stunned,

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

was reluctant to be ordered around by someone younger than herself, in this situation she had

out and pressed

metal tray, producing a loud clang,”

the bed, lifted the white sheets,

What was she doing?

was that Dr. Zamora’s

young, strikingly beautiful girl before them. Despite being covered in blood and drenched in sweat, at that

the other side is absolutely cool and rational, making it impossible to take your eyes off

figure walked out, taking off her gloves as she approached Kate. Finally, she removed her mask and looked at Kate, who still had tears in her eyes and her hands