Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 288 - 288: 132: Oh my God! It’s Miss Song! 6

Chapter 288: 132: Oh my God! It’s Miss Song! 6

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Viola Thompson reached out to take it.

Mrs. Thompson’s situation was more serious than she had imagined.

Viola Thompson frowned slightly.

Sylvia Thompson cast a look at Viola, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Just look at Viola.

If soone who didn’t know any better saw her, they would think she was so powerful.

Country bumpkin.

Putting on airs.

A mont later, Viola Thompson put down the dical records, picked up her mobile phone, and opened WhatsApp.

On this trip back, Sawyer Thompson also realized that Mrs. Thompson’s condition was getting more serious. He imdiately found the chief physician, “Doctor Bruce, is my mother’s condition getting worse? She used to be able to move her right arm before, but now…”

Doctor Bruce nodded, “Mrs. Thompson’s illness has always been very serious, and this situation is within our expectations. Mr. Thompson, don’t worry, we have already brought in experts from above, and they are actively studying how to treat her with the right dication and surgery.”

Hearing this, Sawyer Thompson breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you, Doctor Bruce.”

Doctor Bruce continued: “Mr. Thompson, although we are trying to find a solution, don’t be too optimistic about the situation. Be ntally prepared at all tis.’

“Well,” Sawyer Thompson hadn’t finished his sentence when a nurse walked in from outside, interrupting his unfinished words. “Doctor Bruce, it’s ti for the eting.”

Doctor Bruce imdiately put down his pen, “I’ll be right there.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look at Sawyer Thompson, “Mr.

Thompson, 1 have to go to the eting.”

Having said that, he hurriedly walked away.

Sawyer Thompson returned to the hospital room, and Mary Perryne imdiately asked, “How did it go? What did Doctor Bruce say?”

Sawyer Thompson shook his head first, then said, “Doctor Bruce said that a team of experts has been ford in the hospital, and they are studying Mom’s condition. They will arrange for Mom’s surgery as soon as possible. When I went, Doctor Bruce was in a hurry to attend the eting.”

Experts?

Team ford?

Hearing this, Sylvia Thompson raised an eyebrow imperceptibly.

Now, even if the Heavenly King ca, he probably wouldn’t be able to save that dying old hag.

At this very mont, Sylvia Thompson couldn’t wait for Mrs. Thompson to die imdiately!

Only in this way could her hatred be resolved!

Upon hearing this, Mary Perryne furrowed her brows.

Penny Kalafatis heaved a sigh, ‘Let’s not worry about it, and think more positively.”

Elena Williams nodded, “Penny is right. Besides, now that Viola is back, I believe Mom will definitely get better.”

Sylvia Thompson looked at Elena Williams and echoed, “Aunt Elena is right. My sister is our family’s lucky star. As long as she’s there, Grandma will definitely be fine.”

What is the opposite of a lucky star?

Broom star.

If Mrs. Thompson died, then Viola Thompson would indeed be a bona fide broom star.

How co Mrs. Thompson was fine before, but once Viola Thompson ca back, she died?

At this mont, Viola’s phone rang.

She took out her phone, saw the content on it, her expression unchanged, then looked at Mary Perryne, lowered her voice and said, “Mom, I’ll go out first.’

“Where are you going?” Mary Perryne got a little nervous when she heard her leaving.

“I’m going to answer a call. Mantou is in the air pillow, please keep an eye on it for and don’t let it run away.”

“Okay.” Mary Perryne nodded.

Viola Thompson took her phone and walked outside.

Third floor of the hospital.

Due to Mrs. Thompson’s special condition, several neurology experts gathered around discussing her condition in depth.

If a successful surgery could be perford at this mont, it would be another miracle in dicine.

“l believe preserving life is more important. Instead of risking a craniotomy, it would be better to find ways to prolong the old ladys life.”

“Dr. Su, do you know what Mrs. Thompson used to do when she was young?” Another doctor imdiately retorted, “1 think, instead of being paralyzed in bed, she would rather live with dignity.”

“The blood stasis is in the right brain, which is connected to various vital organs. A slight mistake, and the old lady could lose her life on the operating table. I agree with Dr. Wangs suggestion, but the problem now is, if the blood stasis is not removed, whether she can survive or not is a question, let alone whether she will have any dignity!’

Upon hearing this, several doctors nodded in agreent.

“l do have a plan.” One of the doctors stood up and shared his plan with everyone.

Hearing this, Dr. Caden said, “Dr. Blue, your plan is indeed problem-free, but theorizing is ultimately different from practical operation. Have you thought about how to deal with ergencies? Mrs. Thompson is already 80 years old this year and will face various situations during surgery. If there is a slight accident, it will break your original plan. Moreover, the brain is an important organ of the human body, and even a small bleeding can be life-threatening. If it were an unavoidable risk during surgery, it would be one thing, but what if it leads to a dical accident?”

“Dr. Caden is right.”

After listening, Dr. Blue also felt that Dr. Caden’s analysis was very reasonable.

A surgical risk and a dical accident are not the sa.

If sothing happens to Mrs. Thompson on the operating table, his career would be over.

Dr. Blue could only sit down with his plan.

Dean Taylor stood at the front, continuing, “Are there any other plans?” A few experts exchanged glances and discussed, but in the end, no one said anything.

“Is no one willing to perform surgery on Mrs. Thompson?”

“It’s not that there isn’t,” Dr. Caden continued, “but the situation is too complicated this ti, Dean Taylor, please give us a little more ti.” Dean Taylor frowned slightly.

Mrs. Thompson’s current situation was dire; how could they still wait?

Dean Taylor scratched his head.

At this mont, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a young girl walked in, “l can do the surgery.”

With the light behind her, her facial features were not very clear.

As soon as these words ca out, the conference room went silent for an instant.

She can?

The girl in front of them looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. What surgery could she perform?

Did she even have a doctor’s license?

Dr. Caden looked at Viola Thompson, and said sternly, “Young lady, this is not a place for you to joke around!”

The others also looked at Viola Thompson like she was a joke.

These young girls nowadays really had too much nerve, not caring where they were.

Shouldn’t they be more disciplined?

It was clear that their parents had not educated them well.

“Co on, we’re having a eting here!”

“Where is security? Why are they letting anyone in?”

At this mont, Dean Taylor recognized Viola Thompson, and his face was full of surprise and respect, “Miss Thompson!”