Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 578

"Uncle Alger, it’s not his fault." Carol tried to intercede, but the poison coursing through her veins knocked her back.

She leaned against the wall, but the relentless torment inside her body took over, leaving her collapsed on the ground.

Despite not wanting to expose her vulnerability in front of the crowd, the excruciating pain stripped away any last ounce of dignity she had left.

Kenneth and Louisa were completely gobsmacked. Even Serena was frozen on the spot.

What on earth was wrong with this girl?

She seemed seriously ill.

"Carol, are you feeling unwell again?" Clark rushed to catch her. "Calm down. Let me help you sit down."

"My daughter is suffering inside and you’re worrying about another girl?" Alger stepped forward, once again grabbing Clark by the collar.

"Mr. Alger, calm down. You don’t want to harm yourself. Your family needs you now." Kenneth quickly moved in to defuse the situation, pulling Alger’s arm. "Don’t worry, I’ll get to the bottom of this."

When he saw Clark still concerned about Carol, his heart and mind were completely focused on her.

Louisa slapped his shoulder in frustration. "You owe Mr. and Mrs. Temple an explanation. Spit it out already!"

"Wait a minute, Carol is really suffering." Clark didn’t want to add fuel to the fire, but no one understood how painful the poison was for Carol more than him.

He quickly took out the last of the antidotes his sister had given to Carol from his bag.

Once Carol had taken it, she seemed to feel a bit better.

However, her weakened body couldn’t handle the combined effects of the poison and the antidote, and she immediately passed out, collapsing into Clark’s arms.

"Doctor!"

Clark hurriedly carried her off to find a doctor. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Mrs. Temple burst into tears. "She’s my only daughter."

"Celeste, it’s all Clark’s fault. When he comes back, I’ll make sure he explains himself and makes amends!"

Louisa also felt guilty, not expecting things to turn out this way.

They watched Crystal grow up.

And now, Crystal was lying on the operating table, her fate hanging in the balance.

If anything happened to her, how would they explain it to the entire Temple family?

At that moment, the doors to the operating room swung open, and a nurse rushed out.

Everyone immediately swarmed her. Celeste anxiously asked, "How’s my daughter?"

"Don’t worry, Dr. Rose and the other doctors are doing their best to save her. Dr. Rose is leading the surgery herself, which should increase the chances."

"Is my daughter’s life in danger?" Alger asked, his eyes red.

"Please be assured, as long as there’s a glimmer of hope, we won’t give up. Please be patient. The patient has lost a lot of blood. I need to go get some more. Please make way."

Celeste tried to say something else, but remembering her daughter’s blood loss, she didn’t want to delay the crucial treatment time and could only watch as the nurse hurried away.

"So Rose’s in there." Kenneth finally put two and two together, realizing why the young girl had rushed off from Reflections Villa. She had received the news earlier and had rushed here to save a life—no wonder she was in such a hurry.

"Mr. Alger, Celeste, with Rose in there, she’ll do everything she can to save Crystal’s life," Louisa comforted. "You two should sit down for a bit."

"Rose’s a doctor?" Celeste asked through her tears, her voice filled with disbelief.

"Does she have a medical license?" Alger queried.

Not just Mr. and Mrs. Temple—anyone would find it preposterous and unbelievable, even terrifying, to hear that a college student was performing surgery on their family member.

But Louisa brought out her most convincing argument. "She had personally performed surgery on Phillip before, and it was a success."

Alger and Celeste had vaguely heard about the complexity of Phillip’s case.

Rumor had it that his heart had been through numerous surgeries and was badly scarred. To successfully perform surgery on such a damaged heart could only mean that Rosemary was an exceptionally skilled surgeon.

Alger and Celeste felt slightly reassured.

"Louisa, you have to get Rose to save Crystal. She’s our only daughter, please."

"Celeste, what are you doing? Get up." Seeing her about to kneel, Louisa hastily helped her up. "You know how Rose is. She doesn’t need me to tell her. If a patient is in her hands, she’ll do everything in her power!"

Serena, standing to one side, bit her lower lip. She hadn’t expected that the surgeon inside was Rosemary!

Hope Hospital was a major hospital—where even students without graduation certificates and practicing licenses couldn’t just walk into the operating room to save people, let alone as a lead surgeon!

Had the hospital gone mad? Or the doctors?

Did they not care about the patients’ lives?

Even though she knew Rosemary was Dr. Bell, Hope Hospital was still a major hospital. How could they let a student mess around?

Time was ticking away.

Rosemary noted that the patient’s vital signs were becoming increasingly weak.

"Dr. Rose, with her injuries, it’s impossible for her to survive."

"We understand that you want to save the patient, but she’s too severely injured. It’s beyond salvation."

"Shouldn’t we let her say her final words to her family?"

Rosemary continued suturing the wound, her eyes exuding calm determination. "The patient’s heart is still beating, and you want to pronounce her dead? Do you think the patient would agree? Or would her family agree?"

"Dr. Rose—"

"Those who don’t want to save her, leave." Rosemary didn’t even glance at them, continuing her work. "I don’t want to hear that again."

The other doctors were intimidated by her aura and had no choice but to shut up and cooperate.

In the hospital corridor, Celeste’s soft sobs could be heard. Alger, red-eyed, sat on a chair, clutching his throbbing head in despair.

Serena, exhausted, sneaked in a yawn. Had she known, she wouldn’t have come. She had been waiting here for over three hours. Rosemary was too slow!

And she was supposed to be a miracle worker?

She was just dilly-dallying.

Kenneth didn’t know how to console them. Louisa brought them a couple of glasses of water, hoping they would take a sip, but they were so engrossed in their grief that they were beyond reach.

On the other side...

Carol was moved to the ICU by the nurses.

Her condition was critical, and all Clark could do was watch helplessly as she was wheeled away.

From a distance, Louisa heard her son’s voice echoing down the hallway.

"Don’t you have any solutions?"

"We have never seen such a condition. It’s very strange. She’s been accumulating toxins in her body for a long time, and the components are very complex. You said Dr. Rose has a solution, so all we can do now is to sustain her life and try to hold on until Dr. Rose arrives."