Chapter: 882
Just then, a subordinate rushed in, panic evident in his voice, “Something terrible has happened. Young master was involved in a
major car accident in the suburbs!”
“What? What the hell are you saying?” Aldus exclaimed, alarmed and agitated. He stepped back, clutching his chest, and with
Devin’s support, he managed to compose himself and inquired with a trembling voice, “How is he now?”
“He’s being rescued at Mercy Hospital.”
“Hurry! Quick, Let’s go to Mercy Hospital!” Aldus took a deep breath, his heart racing, as they rushed to the hospital.
Reaching the hospital, Aldus was met with a tense atmosphere. Several doctors were huddled around the resuscitation room,
prompting him to approach them hastily to inquire about Theodore’s condition.
“The patient is in critical condition,” a doctor said gravely. “He has sustained severe injuries and has a brain tumor. A craniotomy
is imminent, but...”
“But what? Please tell me,” Aldus urged, his hands trembling with anxiety.
“Less than 20% of such operations are successful. Our medical staff cannot guarantee the outcome. We’ve exhausted our
options for transferring physicians from other hospitals, and finding a suitable surgeon at the moment is incredibly challenging,”
the doctor explained.
Aldus couldn’t hold back his tears upon hearing about the Low success rate. His heart ached for his grandson, and he couldn’t
bear the thought of losing him.
Aimee, his daughter, had already endured so much, and if Theodore didn’t make it, Aldus feared he wouldn’t be able to face her
in the afterlife. The pain of losing a loved one at his age would be too much to bear.
After a moment of contemplation, Aldus mustered his composure and said firmly, “I won’t hold anyone accountable if they’re
willing to perform the surgery, no matter the outcome.”
Silence hung in the air at that.
Then, with a touch of determination, he added, “Whoever can save my grandson’s life will receive 10% of the family business
shares as a token of my gratitude.”
The doctors present were deeply moved by Aldus’s words, but they hesitated, unsure of taking on such a high-stakes procedure.
Suddenly, a calm and resolute voice came from behind, “Let me handle it.”
Aldus turned around to see Mitchel standing there!
Aldus was suddenly filled with surprise and excitement as he hurriedly walked up to Mitchel and asked, “Dr. Chadwick, what are
you doing here?”
“I originally came here looking for some preoperative information. I didn’t expect to see you here,” Mitchel replied.
Aldus couldn’t contain his thrill at the sight of Mitchel.
Mitchel was a specialist surgeon he had sought out specifically for Theodore’s condition. With years of dedicated research,
Mitchel was more familiar with this disease and the success rate could be up to 75%.
In fact, it could be argued that only Mitchel had the expertise to operate on Theodore.
Aldus wiped his tears with excitement.
He had considered contacting Mitchel, but the incident had happened so suddenly. He tried calling Mitchel but couldn’t reach
him, and it seemed like he wouldn’t make it in time even if he could come over.
But now, seeing Mitchel coincidentally present in the hospital felt like fate had intervened to spare Theodore’s life.
Mitchel nodded at Aldus, and with the help of his assistant, he quickly put on surgical attire for preoperative preparation.
Simultaneously, he familiarized himself with the patient’s condition. Once everything was ready, he swiftly entered the operating
room.