The assistant nodded desperately, “Yes, yes, yes, I thought so too, how could Mrs. Robertson have a heart attack for good reason, there are no signs at all!”
So, was there a mistake?
The assistant once again turned her expectant gaze to Jurrian, “Miss Huisjen, why don’t you check again?”
Jurrian’s expression remained cold, “You can choose not to believe me, anyway, you’re here, you can go read the test report yourself.”
Just at this time, the nurse came out from inside.
Jurrian immediately ordered, “You go and bring Mrs. Robertson’s examination report here.”
The nurse did as she was told and took out a thick pile of test reports from the operating room, the vast majority of which were EKGs.
An EKG is one of the most important factors in determining whether a patient has a heart condition.
Rupert went down one by one, and the more he went down, the heavier his expression became.
By the last few, the hand could not be lifted.
All the data that he had just seen indicated that Mrs. Robertson had a heart attack!
And with the symptoms of acute myocarditis, this is the most life-threatening problem!
“Now you want to believe me, right?” Jurrian spoke slowly.
Rupert handed the case report in his hand to the assistant, his face grim, “From the pathology report, it is indeed a heart disease.”
Without giving Jurrian a chance to speak, he continued, “But how do you prove that these pathology reports are my mother’s?”
Jurrian: “…”
She was silent for a long time, and finally spoke leisurely, “Brother, I know it’s hard for you to accept this bad news for a while, a good person, healthy, how to get an acute heart disease life-threatening?
I can understand, because when I first learned that you were sick, I was also like this.
But who can tell when you are sick?
Just like you, aren’t you also in good health, for good reason …”
Before Jurrian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Rupert.
“Enough, I’m in good health, don’t talk nonsense here!”
The hospital was crowded, what if word got out and reached Anna and Mrs. Robertson’s ears?
Jurrian meekly kept her mouth shut.
She turned sideways to make way for Rupert, “If you are not willing to believe me, then you can go in and examine her now.”
Rupert indeed did not believe.
He took a step and entered the operating room.
After a long half hour, Rupert came out of the operating room with an ugly face and a lot of blood on his green sterile surgical gown.
“Mr. Rupert, why is there so much blood on you!” The assistant rushed forward to ask.
Rupert waved his hand vainly, and before he could speak, his whole body was as soft as noodles and fell toward the ground.
Jurrian, who was quick to hold him, explained to the assistant, “It should be Mrs. Robertson’s lack of oxygen due to her heart condition, and she needs to cut open her trachea to assist her breathing, and all this blood on her brother’s body was splashed out when she cut her throat.”
Ah!
The assistant started to get weak in the arms and legs just thinking about that scene in his mind, and his back kept breaking out in a false sweat.
How could this happen for good reason?
And also need to cut open the trachea to assist breathing, does it mean that Mrs. Robertson is really as Jurrian said, very sick, and even will die …
“Jurrian,” was thinking, Rupert spoke, “you are an expert in this area, you know how to save my mother, right?”
Jurrian nodded without hesitation, “Of course I know, a new heart will do!”