Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Harold looked seriously at Lucas and paused. His voice was hoarse, saying, “Lucas, Mr. Chambers is in grave

danger. I've performed the initial surgery on him, and he will soon be ready for transfer to the ICU. However, the

blood clot in his brain is in a critical spot, and with my skills, | can’t operate on it. Within the next twenty-four

hours, you need to find a leading neurologist to perform the surgery on Mr. Chambers, or else...

The rest of the message went unsaid, but Lucas understood what Harold meant.

Lucas was in a state of panic. He anxiously asked, “Dr. Anderson everyone in Seacrity knows you're our top

neurologist. If even you can’t do this surgery, who else can | find at this time?”

Harold sighed. He said, “I have no other options. The only way is to quickly contact top neurologists from both

hand abroad, and have them fly to Seacrity immediately to operate on Mr. Chambers.”

Lucas was completely at a loss at that moment. Dr. Anderson is askingto contact a top neurologist now.

Where am | supposed to find one at this hour? Isn't this just makingwatch as Mr. Chambers is on the brink?’

Lucas thought.

Just as Lucas was extremely worried and drenched in sweat, hurried footsteps echoed through the hospital

corridor.

Lucas turned around. Harold also looked toward the far end of the corridor.

A group of doctors in white coats and a few nurses were approaching.

The leader wore black clothes, like a king of the night. His stance was tall and composed, exuding an icy and

intimidating aura that warned others to stay away.

Harold was startled. He quickly recognized the man slightly behind the leader, none other than their old dean,

Tristant

Sloan.

“Tristan has gone to Betrico for a meeting, why is he back at the hospital now? Harold wondered.

Lucas was stunned for a few seconds, then becoverjoyed. The image of Jeremiah at the police station was

deeply imprinted in his mind.

Harold hurried towards Tristan, while Lucas eagerly rushed toward the man in the center,

Harold spoke first, asking. “Mr. Sloan, why are you back? Is the medical conference over?”

Tristan glanced at Jeremiah next to him, his expression was complicated and hard to describe.

Jeremiah, without saying a word, had pulled Tristan out of the medical conference and rushed back to the

hospital just for on the way Zachary Jeremiah had briefly explained the situation

Lucas didn’t care anymore and bent over like catching a lifeline in front of Jeremiah. His eyes were filled with

hope-He was nearly babbling.

“Hello, hello. | am the Chambers family’s butler. Are you here for Mr. Chambers? What about Ms. Chambers? Has

she cback, too?” Lucas asked.

Jeremiah nodded slightly. His eyes radiated a coldness.

Facing the anxious. Lucas, Jeremiah said, “Yeah, she’s on her way back. I'll handle it.”

Lucas felt a bit disappointed to hear that Yvette hadn't arrived yet, but seeing Jeremiah lead a team of doctors

gave Lucas sconfidence.

Tristan then asked Harold, “How's Mr. Chambers doing now?”Hearing Lucas talk with Jeremiah and noticing

Tristan’s respectful attitude, Harold realized they knew each other and that Jeremiah’s identity was surely

remarkable.

Harold paused slightly before saying. “Mr. Sloan, the situation is pretty serious. When Zachary was brought in,

his heart and lung functions were critically damaged. There's a blood clot in a very bad spot in his brain. | just

performed surgery, but it only temporarily saved his life. He'll be brought out soon, and the ICU is ready to take

him in.”

Harold looked at everyone's expressions and continued, “We must find a top-level brain surgeon within 24 hours

to perform brain surgery on him, otherwise, his life is in danger. There's only one such expert available right

now, Quentin Xander, the head of neurosurgery at Betrico Medical University. But he’s currently abroad at a

conference and can’t cback in time.

Tristan thought, “How is this considered having a chance at survival?

“Quentin is attending an international medical conference that happens every three years. When he comes back,

he’s likely to be promoted to vice president, which is a significant boost for his career. Why would he rush to

Seacrity for someone he’s not connected with? Even thinking with one’s toes, it’s unlikely

Tristan thought for a moment and then spoke to Jeremiah, “Mr. Chavez, this might be difficult. The meeting is

very important for Quentin's career, and Mr. Chambers... Tristan didn’t continue.

Lucas collapsed to the floor in the hallway, his face going pale upon hearing this.

Jeremiah’s dark eyes remained emotionless as he took his phone out of his pocket. He found Quentin's nin

his Whatand made a video call. The call was picked up instantly.

Quentin was resting, and the ringtone woke him up. He was about to get angry until he saw the familiar name.

His hands shook with surprise. He quickly pulled himself together and answered the video call

An image of a refined middle-aged man with a friendly, warm smile showed up in the video call on Jeremiah’s

phone.

Quentin's voice was just as warm and soothing, greeting, “Hello, Mr. Chavez.”

Jeremiah gave Quentin a brief look

“Put on your clothes now. Someone will pick you up in half an hour. Cback to Seacrity for the surgery.

There’s a patient who needs your special skills,” Jeremiah said.

Quentin was taken aback for a moment but quickly nodded.

“No problem, I'll pack my bags right away. What's the patient's condition? Is there a lead doctor? Lettalk to

him. | need to understand the situation and cup with a surgical plan as soon as possible,” Quentin said.

There was no need for Jeremiah to say much. Quentin already knew this case was urgent. Receiving a personal

call from Jeremiah indicated the patient was already teetering on the edge between life and death.

Harold's expression was blank as he stiffly took the phone from Jeremiah. Seeing the familiar face in the video,

he couldn’ begin to describe his current emotions.

A top brain surgery expert, admired by all neurosurgeons, is about to talk to me? To discuss a patient's

condition?” Harold thought

He looked at Jeremiah in shock.

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Quentin glanced at Harold's face appeared suddenly and politely said hello. He inquired about the patient's

condition succinctly and directly.

“Hello, I'm Quentin. What's the current situation with the patient? Is the blood loss significant? Where exactly is

the injury on the brain?” Quentin asked

Harold immediately snapped out of his wandering thoughts. After all, he was a doctor with a strong sense of

ethics.

Harold walked to a corner with his phone, providing a clear and professional update on Zachary’s condition,

using mostly medical terms.

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