Chapter 500
The rain started up again that night.
By 8:30 in the morning, Elizabeth finally stepped out of the operating room.
Instead of heading to the emergency room entrance, she avoided it. She couldn't bear to see the disappointment on her family's faces.
With nowhere else to go, she hid out at Base M.
When Felix saw her come back, he rushed over. "Elizabeth, how's your grandma?"
Elizabeth glanced around. She looked at all the electronic gear in Base M, thought about Celine, and couldn't help but laugh.
These gadgets were the result of these researchers' lifelong efforts.
"Elizabeth," Felix said, panicking. Her laughter freaked him out.
Oliver walked over and handed her a cup of water.
Elizabeth looked at the two young guys in front of her and finally spoke, her voice hoarse and barely audible, "I did my best."
She really did. Nick and she had tried everything. But Celine was just too old and too hurt; they could only save her arm.
At the hospital's emergency room entrance, when Grant heard the news, he collapsed onto a bench.
"Dad," Rose and Declan shouted.
Chaos erupted at the emergency room entrance.
Celine's right hand was paralyzed.
From the initial coldness to the final purple hue, Elizabeth watched Celine's arm become untreatable.
Elizabeth always thought she was invincible, always believed medicine was advanced enough. It wasn't until she truly said, "I did my best," that she realized how powerless they were.
Felix couldn't believe it. "Even you can't do it?"
"Felix, Elizabeth is human, not God," Oliver gently reminded him.
Felix didn't know what to say. But in their hearts, Elizabeth was like a god who would sacrifice herself for others.
"So you ran here, what about over there?" Felix asked her.
Elizabeth sighed. "My family's all there, they can handle it."
What she was really worried about now was what to do when Celine woke up.
Celine was so old, and even though she'd always been in good shape, this illness was too much for her.
"Maybe this is to keep you from leaving. It's just that the price is too high," Oliver said to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth couldn't help but look at him. "Oliver, you're young, but you have a lot of wisdom." She forced a smile.
Seeing her sadness, Felix patted her shoulder and then left with Oliver.
Elizabeth needed some rest. She needed some peace and quiet. She'd been through so much lately. After all, she was only twenty-four.
Felix closed the door, not daring to sigh in front of her. It wasn't until he was outside that he took a deep breath. It was too much.
"I really don't know what I'd do if it were me," Felix shook his head and sighed again.
Oliver sighed too, and the two young men walked away, sighing.
This puzzled Margaret, who had just come back. "What's up with you two?"
They sighed again.
