To Be Yours Again by Taylor

Chapter 39 Don’t Blame Me For Being Harsh

“What’s wrong?” A strong sense of unease washed over Jenny. Her heartbeat quickened.

“Something’s happened to that boy from this afternoon.” Morgan was anxious. “After you left, his mother insisted on switching hospitals. We had no choice but to agree. We thought it was just a mild concussion, so it wouldn’t matter if they went to another hospital. But then the emergency center received a call saying that there was a patient in a private hospital with massive head bleeding. We asked about the patient and learned that it was the boy. His mother brought him to a private hospital for surgery!”

Jenny’s expression shifted. She asked hurriedly, “Where is he?”

“He’s still on the way here. The paramedics in the ambulance say it’s really serious and that we must be prepared. I’m here to get you,” Morgan said.

Jenny had no time to figure out what their underlying intention was. “Get the Blood Transfusion Unit to prepare blood bags and tell everyone to get ready,” she ordered Morgan. “The moment he gets here, wheel him into the operating room.”

hadn’t seen him yet, Jenny

surgery when he didn’t need

hospital that her son needed surgery. But if there was a lot of blood, it meant they had ruptured a major blood vessel. His

him, but Max called her. “Dr. Walter, you…” “Sorry, Mr. Pearson. I’m afraid I don’t have the

He nodded. “It’s okay. Do your thing.

of roses, looking a little pitiful. It was the first time he realized how hard it was to be a doctor. He didn’t know she was this busy. To think that in a frail body like Jenny’s, resided such a large amount of energy. It was like she never

wanted to pursue her,

sound of the ambulance wailed into the hospital. Jenny and her team had been waiting. When the doors opened, she went to check on the patient, but someone grabbed her.

because of a cruel doctor like you! If you hadn’t refused to operate on my son, nothing would have happened to him.” The woman sobbed and clutched at Jenny, as if afraid that

the hospital entrance. The passengers were all her relatives. They surrounded Jenny.

with you? Your son didn’t need surgery. You were the one who insisted on taking him to a private hospital. Now that something has happened, you’re blaming Dr. Walter instead of reflecting on