The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1262

Dr. Ray wasn't too keen on just standing around and waiting, but seeing how much faith Atlas had in his doctor friend, he nodded reluctantly. "Alright, I'll do my best," he replied.

If they ended up missing the crucial window for surgery because of their own delays, at least it wouldn't be on him.

Dr. Ray soon headed back into the emergency room. Atlas kept his eyes glued to the door, silently urging Miss Mira to arrive as soon as possible. Time seemed to crawl, yet five minutes slipped by in a flash.

The nurse had already stepped out twice to update them, warning that Nick's condition was critical and that he might not hang on for another five minutes.

After another two minutes, Atlas couldn't wait any longer. He pulled out his phone and dialed Mirabella.

The moment the call connected, a ringtone echoed down the quiet hallway. Looking up, he saw Mirabella hurrying toward him, still in her home clothes. He quickly hung up.

Mirabella asked, clutching

to operate, but if we delay any longer, he might not make it," Atlas explained rapidly

her expression more serious than

calm demeanor, Atlas felt

inside, the beeping of machines and Dr. Ray's voice directing emergency measures

she brushed past the nurse and

monitor showed a flatline. Mirabella took one glance, then swiftly pulled out several silver needles, stating, "I'll take over." When Dr. Ray heard Mirabella, he paused and noticed her for the first time. The

Mirabella's youthful face, they couldn't

spotted the silver needles in her hand and was

a word, Mirabella quickly inserted the needles into key points on Nick's

specialists watching found it hard to believe.

it didn't show any improvement in the next two minutes, saving him would be impossible. And the man on the operating table wasn't someone they could afford to