The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 624: Ridicule

The efficiency at Ross Hospital is fast; by the time Henry Stanton returned after paying the fees, the examination results were already out.

The doctor spoke, "The patient’s condition is not optimistic. Surgery is needed, but the patient is elderly, and the surgical risks are high. If you agree to the surgery, please sign the risk liability form here."

Henry Stanton found it even more puzzling.

"What do you mean by ’not optimistic’? How could a fall require surgery? Is it a fracture?"

The doctor shook his head and then nodded, saying, "It is indeed a fracture, but that’s a minor issue. The problem is that the patient’s blood vessels have ruptured internally, and she already has high blood pressure. Now there’s internal bleeding."

Henry Stanton’s expression immediately turned grim.

He truly hadn’t expected the elderly lady’s light fall to become so serious. Just half an hour ago, he watched a Daoist perform a ritual for Clarissa Stanton, and now she suddenly needed surgery.

"Family member of the patient?" the doctor asked. "Do you want to proceed with the surgery? If so, please sign."

Henry Stanton gritted his teeth, signed his name, and then instructed, "Please ensure the best surgeon is assigned to my mom’s case. I’ll pay whatever it takes."

Without the old lady, he wouldn’t be able to handle the mines back home.

After all, the mines back home are currently more profitable than the mess of the Stanton Group he has on his hands.

The doctor nodded and went to arrange the surgery for the elderly lady.

A more in-depth examination was needed before the surgery, but when the results came out, the doctor’s face darkened.

A more severe problem emerged than the ruptured blood vessel—the old lady’s heart also had issues.

The nurse looked at the report and couldn’t help but say to the doctor, "The patient’s heart already had problems, and now the site of the ruptured blood vessel is near the heart, making the surgery very challenging."

The doctor nodded and said, "If we operate on the blood vessel, the heart might not hold up. We must first perform a heart transplant before proceeding with the blood vessel surgery. But without the blood vessel surgery, the patient might not even survive until tomorrow."

The nurse sighed, "So suddenly, where do we get a suitable heart donor?"

The doctor’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Don’t we have the high-tech heart robot purchased from S Group? If the family is willing to pay, this surgery becomes much easier, and the success rate increases significantly."

The nurse smiled wryly at the doctor and said, "Too late; you weren’t on shift during the day, so you don’t know. That expensive heart robot has already been used."

The nurse briefly recounted to the doctor what happened at Midnight Coffee House during the day.

The doctor said with a complex expression, "Then there’s no other way; I’ll have to ask Doctor Chapman if he’s willing to take on this surgery."

"Then you should go quickly, we’ll watch over the patient."

"Alright."

The doctor quickly made his way to Charles Chapman’s office, explained the patient’s situation, and handed over the examination reports to Doctor Chapman.

Charles Chapman carefully reviewed them, furrowing his brow, and said, "I can’t do this surgery either; the patient is too old, which increases the risk. If we had that heart robot from S Group, it would be a different story, but now..."

As Charles Chapman spoke, he became more frustrated and suddenly remembered Summer Monroe’s boast—

That girl had claimed, as long as she performed that surgery, she could deliver ten heart robots to their hospital.

Charles Chapman’s eyes lit up, "Wait for me, I’ll make a call."

Even if they can’t get the heart robot, taking the opportunity to mock that wretched girl would be satisfying.

Without mocking her a bit, his mood couldn’t improve.