NOVPUBChapter 1208: 542 Save Him (First Update)_4 Chapter 1208: 542 Save Him (First Update)_4 Cello Cook, after hearing Aubree Groove’s words, heaved a sigh of relief.
This girl had a clearer mind regarding her affection for Sullivan than he himself had.
Sullivan still had a long journey ahead.
However, it was still unknown whether they could tread that path or not.
Cello Cook glanced at Harvey Chambers and they moved to a secluded place.
“I don’t want to see the Frosts again.” Cello Cook stood hands behind his back, his eyes filled with grimness.
Was it because he had been low-key for too long that they thought they could bully his brother at will?
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“Yes, sir, rest assured.
There is solid evidence, she won’t able to escape this time.”
Cello Cook reminded, “Mr.
Lewis owes the Frosts a favor, he can’t tough it out.
But, Madam Lewis won’t hesitate, you remind Madam Lewis to get rid of this cancerous tumor for good.”
Harvey Chambers hurriedly left.
Cello Cook turned around, looking at the red lamp symbolizing uncertainty, his heart sinking deep.
Sullivan, you must hang in there.
Whatever you want to do in the future, your elder brother will never push you again.
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With precision equipment in high-speed operation, Peter Aria didn’t dare to slacken for a moment.
He accurately found the bullet’s location, and immediately knitted his brows.
“Mr.
Aria, the bullet hit a blood vessel.
Once the bullet is removed, the left coronary artery will rupture.
His survival till now is already a miracle. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
The artery rupture would lead to the immediate burst of blood flow.
Even immortals couldn’t save him.”
“Without taking out the bullet, he will also die.”
This assistant said, “The victim has a rare blood type.
The blood bank is running out.”
Peter Aria took a deep breath, “I am also of RH- blood type.
I will donate blood for him.”
“No, Sir.
You still need to perform the surgery.
It’s a highly difficult one.
If you faint, no one can take your place.”
Peter Aria’s eyes were bloodshot, “I can take it.”
At this moment, a nurse rushed in and said, “We got blood.
A family member outside has the RH- blood type.
She is willing to donate her blood to the injured.”
Peter Aria closed his eyes: “Aubree Groove.”
He made the decision on the spot: “Establish the extracorporeal circulation.
If there is a sudden situation, use autologous blood transfusion.”
Peter Aria glanced at the bed next to him.
Through a curtain, he saw Aubree Groove lying in bed and the blood drawing instrument started operating.
He said, “Don’t be afraid, uncle will make sure nothing happens to him.”
Under such intense atmosphere, the assistant and anesthetist looked up in surprise at the same time.
Peter Aria steadied his mind.
He had performed so many large-scale surgeries.
Compared to the dangerous ones, he thought, this one could be done as well.
He looked at the young man lying on the operating table, with half-closed eyes and calm but pale face.
“You can definitely hang on.
Believe in your uncle.”
As the blood pressure stabilized, Peter Aria picked up the instrument again and found the bullet bit by bit under the high-precision microscope.
Under severe high pressure, the whole operating room fell into suffocating silence.
Everyone was breathless.
With steady hands, Peter Aria cut, and the moment the bullet left the body, the blood gushed out, splashing all over Peter Aria’s face.
He calmly instructed the assistant to prepare for rescue.
At the same time, the ECG monitor on the side screamed sharply, indicating a flat line.
Influenced by Peter Aria, others worked diligently, hemostasis, repair, intravenous injection, all orderly proceeded.
In the adjacent bed, Aubree Groove watched as her blood was gradually drawn away from her body, purified by the machine and sent to the opposite side, entering Anton Cook’s body, providing fuel for his life.
The shrill sound of the instrument was so piercing.
Suddenly, she felt dizzy, and her body felt light as if floating on a cloud.
She saw a huge palace, towering in the center of the Imperial City.
It was the most splendid palace, covered by the sun and the moon, built with gold and jade, with all the world’s treasures gathered.
Even the scorching sun couldn’t match its brilliant glow.
Moving past the layers of curtains, the camera slowly pushed in.
Next to the ivory bed, sat a woman in glamorous dress.
Her phoenix crown, jade robe, and silk clothes were completely splendid.
She was as proud and beautiful as a phoenix above the ninth heaven.
The woman slowly raised her head.
It was a beautiful face, but the eyes were filled with a faint sadness.
Aubree Groove opened her eyes abruptly.
That moment of suffocation made her heart thump and made her feel lingering fear.
“You woke up,” a worried voice fell next to her ear.
Aubree Groove was stunned to find herself in a single room.
She immediately sat up: “How is Sullivan?”
The words had barely fallen when she tried to get out of bed.
Kelly Martinez quickly stopped her, “Lie down, for his sake, you were risking your life.
You were already malnourished and almost had all your blood drawn out.
Do you want to turn into a mummy?”
Aubree Groove repeated: “How is Sullivan?”
Kelly Martinez sighed, her face grieving.
Aubree Groove gasped for breath.
She suddenly raised her hand to her chest, her face somewhat pale.
“That’s not possible!”
Kelly Martinez looked at her suspiciously, “Even if I were to die, your reaction wouldn’t be this big?
There is something off with you.
It seems like this young man has knocked at your heart with his life.”
“I don’t know.” Aubree Groove’s face was pale as she mumbled, “I just feel very uncomfortable, a feeling of suffocation.”
Aubree Groove felt a burning sensation in her chest.
She took out the pendant, the jade stone was burning hot.
“And Tear Soul, I can save him.” Aubree Groove lifted the blanket and got up from bed.
“Save it.
With this knowledge, he must have already drank Meng Po Soup and reincarnated.”
