Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 145

That stab has practically pierced half of his heart from the back. Dwayne is right. An ordinary surgeon probably wouldn't even dare to pull out the dagger and could only watch him die.

Bailey hissed as her bony fingers pressed around his wound. “We can't pull out this dagger, at least not here. If we want him to live, we must perform surgery on him, first to cut him open, stitch up the heart before pulling out the dagger.”

Upon hearing that, Dwayne questioned in a deep voice, “But can he survive until we return to the city? The blood is flowing non-stop. I'm worried that he will die of shock due to excessive blood loss on the way.”

Bailey did not answer him, merely shoving a blood-stained palm into her pocket before taking out a medicine bottle.

She had been operating on animals for the past few days and had taken to carrying a hemostatic medicine around with her, which would help to resolve her current crisis.

“This is a hemostatic medicine I developed myself. It is several times better than the ones on the market. It should be able to stop his bleeding. You should quickly contact a helicopter and get them to come over. Let's go to Justin's medical base.”

With that, she unscrewed the cap and began to pour the medicine on Artemis' wound.

Dwayne slapped his forehead. “Oh, right! Why didn't I think of calling a helicopter here? A car ride is bumpy, but a helicopter ride is not bumpy at all! Okay, leave it to me.”

Bailey's medicine was indeed effective, for the wound stopped bleeding after a while.

Artemis forced himself to stay strong and did not let himself pass out. He said in a hoarse voice, “Operate on me when we get back.”

Bailey pursed her lips, and when she looked at him, she appeared conflicted.

She had a feeling that something was off, but she could not pinpoint what exactly it was.

“Let Justin take a look first. If he can operate on you, then let him do it. I can't treat your life lightly. You should know that despite locking myself in the laboratory for the past six days, I didn't make any progress or breakthroughs at all. I even became more reluctant to perform surgery. It's way too risky for me to perform a heart suture on you, and there are also many uncertainties.”

Artemis furrowed his brows and was about to say something to refute her, but Bailey did not let him speak and covered his mouth with her blood-stained palm.

Your vocal cords are attached to your internal organs and will compress the wound

This woman is finally willing to get close to me. Although it's a heavy price to pay,

ticklish feeling on the palm of her hand, followed by a warm

man! I can't believe he's licking my palm with the tip of his tongue. Very well. I now have a new understanding of him. Not only is he

as aloof, withdrawn, and mysterious. He was unapproachable and ranked in the top ten in the world in terms

with him, other than experiencing his teasing, what impressed her most was that he was extremely good

not

company in the

noises came from overhead, and two helicopters flew

when they bring the stretcher to lift him, try to be careful

“Understood.”

returning to Justin's medical base, Bailey immediately instructed Ken to take Artemis to the

I'll give him the treatment plan, and with his medical skills, there shouldn't be much of an issue in performing

tentatively, “Justin went to Livingsfill, so he's not on the medical base. I'm afraid you'll have to perform this operation yourself, Ms.

by his reply. Her body

Dwayne for a few seconds before uttering in a sarcastic

that, she stopped paying attention to him and headed toward the direction where Ken and the others had disappeared to catch

discerned something. I hope she doesn't lose her cool now and walk away in a fit of rage.

ran all the way to the

be lying if she were to say that she had no intention of retreating as she stood at the entrance to the room. Looking at the two words

stepped forward and hugged his mother's thigh. Looking up at her, he choked out, “If you truly can't do it, Bailey, don't force yourself. Worse comes to worst,

softly. Then, she tilted her head to

“Ready. Several of Mr. Xuereb's assistants are waiting inside. Hurry in, Ms. Jefferson. Mr. Luther was

closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, and

do this,