Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me
As the best general surgeon in Rocher Private Hospital, Queenie was appointed the lead surgeon of
Harvey‘s operation.
Initially, Queenie had refused to operate after seeing the severity of Harvey‘s injuries. The risks were
far too high, and she did not wish to mar her perfect record.
After finding out that the patient was Harvey Jupiter, however, Queenie changed her mind and agreed
to lead the operation.
Despite the risks, success would surely propel Queenie into a lucrative promotion.
Queenie regretted her enthusiasm once she found herself in the operating theater.
Harvey‘s injuries were far more severe than she had imagined. He had six bullet wounds, one of which
had punctured the right side of his heart.
If he had arrived at the hospital just half an hour later, he would have died.
Damn it, why did I bite off more than I could chew?
Meanwhile, Carter was anxiously awaiting Queenie‘s reply. He frowned at her prolonged silence and
asked, “I asked you a question. Did you not hear me?”
Queenie snapped out of her trance and uttered apologetically, “I‘m sorry, Mr. Morgan. Mr. Jupiter‘s
injuries are so serious that I–I might not be able to save
him.”
“What the heck are you saying? Didn‘t you guarantee that you would save him?”
A vein throbbed angrily on Carter‘s forehead. I would‘ve punched the lights out of her right now if she
was a man!
Queenie was taken aback at his uncharacteristic outburst.
Paling, she stammered, “I–I‘m sorry, Mr. Morgan. I didn‘t have the CT scan results back then, so I didn‘t
know there was a bullet in his heart. I must say, though, that Mr. Jupiter has a strong fighting spirit. The
average patient would‘ve died-”
“Shut up!” Carter cut in. “I don’t care what the hell you need to do, but you better save his life!”
Queenie could only swallow her protests and turn to the other doctors to discuss their next steps.
She took a deep breath and declared, “We’ll remove the bullet first.”
Harrison and Jared had arrived at the hospital in the meantime,
Jared‘s eyes welled with tears as he stared at the red light above the doors to the operating theater.
He had just learned from Carter that Harvey had been
working as a spy this whole time.
While he was not privy to the specifics of Harvey‘s job, he naturally associated the word “spy” with
danger.
“Damn it! You idiot!” Jared pounded the door in frustration. “You’re always calling me stupid, but what
about you? Why put yourself in the path of danger? Did you think there were too many Jupiters
around? There are millions of people in the world! Why must you be the spy? Idiot! If anything happens
to you, I‘ll never forgive you!”
Amid Jared‘s venting, he suddenly heard someone call out, “Old Mr. Jupiter!”
He whipped around immediately, only to see Harrison falling backward.
“Grandpa!”
Jared ran toward his grandfather, just as one of the Jupiter family‘s bodyguards supported Harrison
before he collapsed to the ground.
“Grandpa!” Jared asked in concern once he was at Harrison‘s side. “How are you feeling? Are you
okay?”
Thankfully, Harrison only faltered for a brief moment due to extreme stress, and he was already
regaining his consciousness.
He waved off their concern and said, “I‘m fine. Get the doctors to open the door! I want to see Harvey.”
“Grandpa, you should take care of yourself. Harvey‘s a strong young man, and he‘ll be okay. If anything
were to happen to you once he‘s awake, he‘d bite my head off!”
“Enough!” Harrison added determinedly, “I said I‘m fine! Now let me in!”
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