Chapter 203 Benjamin is Saved
"Joyce trembled and stumbled back, hitting the wall.
The cold wall snapped her back to reality. Signing this document meant an 80% chance Benjamin wouldn't survive the surgery.
But if she didn't sign, Benjamin's life was in immediate danger. Joyce forced herself to stay calm.
She walked over to Dr. Trinity Martin, took the consent form, and scribbled her name on it.
Tears fell onto the form. Joyce choked up, ""Can I stay with my father?""
Trinity frowned. ""The surgery will take seven to eight hours. It's not suitable for you to go in. Wait outside; we'll do our best.""
Joyce nodded numbly, watching the emergency room door close.
Time dragged on, and half an hour felt like forever. Joyce paced the hallway, eyes glued to the operating room door.
Sophia tried to comfort her, ""Joyce, sit down and rest. You're putting the baby at risk.""
Joyce forced herself to calm down and sat on a chair, staring blankly.
Then, the operating room door opened. Joyce's heart stopped. If Trinity came out during surgery, something was wrong.
She ran over, voice trembling. ""Dr. Martin, how is he?""
Trinity looked troubled. ""The surgery is complicated, and his vital signs are abnormal. Please sign the critical condition notice.""
Theodore stepped forward to support Joyce, comforting her, ""Joyce, a critical condition notice doesn't mean he can't be saved. Trust Dr. Martin.""
Joyce, in a haze, signed her name. As the operating room door closed again, she silently prayed.
A tired voice came from behind. ""Ms. Blackwood, Dr. Drake Elwood is here.""
Everyone turned. Dominic approached with an elderly foreign man.
Joyce's eyes lit up. ""Where's Sebastian?""
Dominic hesitated. ""To avoid the combat zone, Mr. Winters escorted us out. He got surrounded, but don't worry, he has Maxwell with him; he'll be fine.""
Dominic then asked Theodore, ""What's the situation?""
Theodore explained and asked, ""What are the chances?""
Drake squinted. ""Seventy percent, but for Mr. Winters and Ms. Blackwood, I'll give it my all.""
Theodore said, ""Alright, I'll have someone take you in.""
The operating room door opened and closed again. After sterilizing, Drake changed into surgical gear and approached the operating table.
Outside, Joyce's anxiety didn't ease with Drake's arrival; it grew worse.
She didn't know how chaotic things were or if Sebastian could break through. She clenched her fists, teeth chattering.
Seeing Joyce like this, Theodore felt heartbroken. He wanted to comfort her, but he could only swallow his words, not daring to speak.
Theodore walked over to Joyce, handed her a cup of water, and said softly, ""Sebastian spent three years in the special forces; he knows what he's doing. Plus, the military there won't mess with our people. He'll be fine.""
He gently patted Joyce's head, wanting to linger but quickly pulling back.
Dominic chimed in, ""Ms. Blackwood, Mr. Winters will be fine. He might have already escaped, but there's no signal over there, so he can't contact us.""
With everyone's comfort, Joyce started to feel a bit better. She looked up with tear-filled eyes and said hoarsely, ""I know he won't leave us behind. He'll come back.""
She wiped her tears, took the water cup, and drank a few sips. Then she looked at Dominic and said, ""Dominic, I'm hungry. Can you get me something to eat?""
Dominic was momentarily stunned but quickly responded, ""Sure, I'll get it right away.""
A few minutes later, Dominic returned with some light breakfast. Joyce sat on a bench in the hospital corridor and finished everything.
Seeing her force herself to eat, everyone around her had red eyes. They knew Joyce was trying to pull herself together, waiting for Benjamin's surgery to succeed and for Sebastian to come back. It took immense mental strength for her to adjust her emotions so quickly.
A few hours later, the operating room door finally opened. Joyce, who had been pacing, now stood frozen. Her legs felt like iron, unable to move.
She was suddenly very nervous and scared, afraid Trinity would say, ""I'm sorry, we did our best.""
But it was Alexander who came out, looking tired but with a slight smile. He looked at Joyce and called out, ""Joyce, the surgery was a success. Mr. Blackwood is saved.""
Hearing this, Sophia, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly stood up. She wanted to cheer but her leg was still in a cast, not fully healed.
A sharp pain made Sophia lunge towards Alexander. He immediately reached out and caught her.
Laughter rang out above Sophia's head. ""Even if you try to seduce me, I can't do anything right now.""
Sophia glared at him angrily. ""If it weren't for you saving Mr. Blackwood, I'd strangle you.""
Alexander chuckled. ""Alright, Mr. Blackwood won't be out for a while. Go check on Joyce; she's been waiting so long and must be exhausted. Let her rest.""
Sophia maneuvered her wheelchair over to Joyce, taking her cold hand and said, ""Joyce, it's okay now. Mr. Blackwood made it through. Let's go rest.""
Joyce smiled, but her eyes were filled with tears. ""I'll check on my dad and then rest. Don't worry, I won't let anything bad happen to me or the baby. We still have to wait for Sebastian to come back.""
The more considerate she was, the more heartbroken everyone felt. At that moment, Theodore realized that Joyce's stubbornness was just like Connie's. Their personalities were so similar, both appearing gentle but with a stubborn core.
He looked at Joyce with red eyes and a smile. Just then, Theodore's phone rang, and a low, hoarse voice came through. ""How's Joyce?"""
