NOVPUBChapter 1209: 543 Family Members (Second Revision)_1 Chapter 1209: 543 Family Members (Second Revision)_1 Aubree Groove paused for a moment, murmuring softly, “Is he dead?”
Seeing her like this, Kelly Martinez felt a pang in her heart too, “Thanks to you, he is hanging on by a thread, but it’s not much different from being dead.”
“Take me to see him.”
Through the glass door of the Intensive Care Unit, Aubree saw that the man lying on the bed was full of tubes, and the machines were emitting sharp and ear-piercing sounds.
The once lively and strong-willed young man was now immobile, a step away from death.
“Your uncle has done his best, but his injuries are too severe.
The fact that he is still hanging on is a miracle.”
Kelly Martinez patted her shoulder, “You better prepare yourself mentally.”
“Aubree, how are you up?” Peter Aria rushed over as soon as he heard from the nurse that Aubree was awake.
Aubree stared unwaveringly into the ward, “Is there any way to save him?”
Peter Aria sighed, “His aorta ruptured and there is severe bleeding from the coronary artery.
The fact that he didn’t die on the spot is a blessing from Buddha and others.
It’s up to his fate now.”
He did not give Aubree hope.
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Even he himself was not sure about the slim chances.
He needed to discuss this carefully with Cello Cook.
The combination of Anton Cook’s strong physical constitution, robust heart system, and strong will to survive, along with Peter Aria’s outstanding surgical skills in the face of crisis, barely managed to keep Anton alive, but only temporarily.
The upcoming repair surgery and bypass procedure are like walking on a tightrope.
Even he himself was not sure.
However, he didn’t want to see Aubree heartbroken, he wanted to give it a shot.
Better than lying down and waiting for death.
“What are the chances?” Aubree asked.
Peter Aria hesitated for a moment, “You…”
“I’m fine, tell me, the surgical plan.”
Peter Aria nodded, “Come to my office.”
It was now 4 in the morning, and the hospital was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Peter Aria poured a cup of boiling water and put it in front of Aubree, took out a packet of biscuits from the drawer, “You eat something first.
You lost so much blood, and instead of saving a life, you almost fainted.”
Aubree didn’t refuse, she indeed needed food at the moment.
Peter Aria explained in great detail, “….Due to the heart’s own circulation system, it is crucial to perform coronary artery suture surgery and aortic bridge repair surgery within three days.
Both surgeries carry high risks.”
“What’s the success rate?”
“25%.”
Aubree pursed her lips, “I will go and discuss with Mr.
Cook.”
“I agree with Dr.
Aria’s surgical plan.” Cello Cook walked in from the doorway.
Aubree stood up, “Mr.
Cook.”
Cello Cook waved his hand: “Sit down.
We are all here for Sullivan.
Since he could survive this time, he will undoubtedly survive the next one.
I trust him, and I trust Dr.
Aria.”
In a short time, Cello Cook seemed to have aged by five years, his temples were slightly frosted, and his eyes were much more tired.
Peter Aria said, “I will do my best.”
After Cello Cook left, Peter regarded Aubree with fond concern, “The hospital has me here.
You should go home first.
Your grandmother is waiting for you.
Rest at home for a few days, and when you’ve recovered, Sullivan would still need your blood.”
Although blood could be obtained from other blood banks, he said this is to make Aubree take care of herself.
Aubree walked over and gently hugged Peter Aria.
Peter was taken aback, his eyes brimming with joy as he gently returned her embrace.
“Don’t worry, everything will pass.”
Aubree leaned against him, closing her eyes lightly.
“Brother.”
Peter thought he was hearing things wrong, “What did you call me?”
“Brother.” She repeated.
Peter laughed helplessly, “You’ve overstepped.”
“I don’t care, I like calling you brother.”
She spoke with a hint of childlike obstinacy, little did she know how much Peter adored her stubbornness.
Peter spoke with indulgence, “Alright, you can call me whatever you like, even dad.”
Aubree curved her lips into a smile.
“It feels nice to have family.”
“You should go home, take a hot bath, change into clean clothes, have a good meal and a good night’s sleep.
You will wake up to good news.”
Aubree no longer suppressed her desires and feelings.
She liked this feeling more now.
“You should also eat well and get a good rest.
It all depends on you for Sullivan’s surgery.”
Peter felt comforted, “Okay.”
When Aubree left the hospital, the snow had stopped.
Kelly Martinez drove Aubree back to the Aria’s family home.
Aubree leaned against the car window, looking out and lost in thoughts.
