Heart Failure
Used to being in a position of authority, Harrison did not take no for an answer.
Jared was, unfortunately, well-aware of this fact, and he resorted to calling Carter for help.
Carter answered his call from the emergency room. After hearing out Jared’s request, he replied
hesitantly, “All right, the two of you can come in, but you’ll need to put on scrubs. They’re performing an
open-chest surgery on him, and it’s vital to keep the environment sterile.”
“I know.” With that, Jared hung up and explained the situation to Harrison.
His grandfather was more than aware of the risks of the need for stringent hygienic requirements during
surgeries, having had his fair share of wounds and injuries in the army.
The two of them sanitized themselves and put on scrubs before entering the emergency room.
Jared and Harrison were struck silent upon seeing Harvey on the surgical table.
Queenie was getting ready to perform the open-chest surgery, and the sight of someone as high-profile
as Harrison observing the surgery peaked her anxiety.
His murderous aura was palpable and impossible to ignore, a consequence of his years of experience
commanding the battlefield.
“Are you the lead surgeon on Harvey’s operation?” Harrison fixed his piercing gaze on Queenie.
He was at least two meters away from Queenie, but her hands could not help but fidget nervously at his
question.
Even her voice shook as she replied, “Y-Yes, t-that’s me.”
“She looks too young to be a lead surgeon. Are you sure she’s the best pick?” Harrison glanced at
Queenie before questioning Carter.
Carter nodded firmly. “She’s the best surgeon in our hospital with a flawless track record. I’ll make sure
that she has our hospital’s entire resources at her disposal.”
His words seemed to reassure Harrison, who then stared coldly at Queenie and barked, “You better
perform the best damn surgery of your life, or I’ll shoot you dead!”
Queenie broke out into a cold sweat.
Such an operation already had a low chance of success. Coupled with the bullet in his heart, they had no
idea if Harvey’s would be even worse than expected after cutting open his chest.
Harrison’s threat had Queenie deciding then and there that she could not agree to lead the operation.
I’d rather lose my chance at promotion than take the risk of offending the Jupiters. They’re military men,
for God’s sake! I can’t afford to become enemies with men who tumble around with guns like child’s play.
Her mind made up, Queenie stared at Carter and said determinedly, “Mr. Morgan, I-”
“Carter!” A voice rang out, interrupting her speech.
Queenie stiffened the moment she heard the familiar voice. She stared at the entrance to the emergency
room in befuddlement.
A slender woman stood there, masked up and dressed in scrubs.
Only her eyes were exposed, but it was more than enough to identify the mysterious arrival.
Arielle.
Carter and Jared recognized her at first glance as well.
Carter brightened up immediately and rushed forward to greet her. “Chief, you made it! I had Jordan
contact you and Vin.”
Arielle nodded and replied, “I asked them to modify something in the hospital supply room while I came
over to evaluate his condition.”
“Modification? On what?”
“A pacemaker.” Arielle continued, “I took a look at Harvey’s file once I reached the hospital. If my
preliminary evaluation is accurate, Harvey’s heart is not going to make it.”
Harrison immediately roared, “What do you mean? Not going to make it? Explain yourself, young lady!”
Confused by his outburst, Arielle looked at him and asked, “And you are?”
Jared hastily introduced Harrison to her. “This is my grandpa.”
Arielle finally understood his anxiety and said, “Everything I’ve said is the truth. Harvey’s heart will not
survive this operation.”
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