Chapter 116 Debbie's Surgical Mistake, Patricia Takes Over
Madam Thomas and Debbie's faces both turned pale.
Debbie immediately asked, "Wasn't everything fine just now? How could there suddenly be such massive bleeding?"
It's important to note that postoperative bleeding can be serious or minor. If it's minor, even if it's managed, it can still be life-threatening.
She had hoped to surpass Patricia through this surgery!
There must be no room for mistakes.
The nurse was frantic and sweating profusely, "I don't know. Everything was fine just now, and we were about to move him to the ICU for observation when something went wrong in the operating room. Professor Brown, what should we do now?"
Debbie was completely panicked but had to maintain a composed facade, "Quickly take him back to the operating room and have the blood bank deliver blood..." Her voice trembled slightly.
Madam Thomas knew the situation was not optimistic and grabbed Debbie, who was about to enter the operating room, asking, "What happened? How did this massive bleeding occur? Bobby won't be in danger, right?"
Her heart was in chaos, but she still forced herself to stay calm and said, "Don't worry, everything will be fine! Excessive bleeding during surgery is common. I will go in and take care of it immediately, nothing will happen."
With these words, she gently pushed aside Madam Thomas' hand and turned to enter the operating room. Patricia stood in the corridor, deep in thought. She knew very well that things were not as simple as Debbie had said.
Bobby's condition was not suitable for surgery in the first place, and now with excessive bleeding after the surgery, she was afraid...
Seeing her staring at the operating room in a daze, Martin gently nudged her arm and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Patricia's attention was all on the operating room, and she didn't feel like responding to him. Instead, she pulled him to sit down on the long bench in the corridor.
It was obvious.
Bobby's situation was indeed more complicated than what Debbie had described.
Bags of blood plasma were being delivered into the operating room.
The entire operating room was filled with a heavy and tense atmosphere.
As she looked at the bags of blood plasma, Madam Thomas trembled and turned pale with fear.
Greta held Madam Thomas' hand and said, "Grandma, everything will be fine. Miss Debbie is so capable, Bobby will be alright..."
This was meant to console Madam Thomas, but also to console herself.
Just then, the door of the operating room opened once again.
A nurse hurriedly walked out, looking anxious.
She said urgently, "We are running out of blood supply. Bobby's family members need to go and check for blood, he urgently needs a blood transfusion."
Madam Thomas got angry immediately, "He's just a six-year-old child, how much blood does he need? You just brought in so much blood plasma earlier, isn't it enough?"
"Well..." The nurse avoided eye contact with Madam Thomas, her gaze evasive and guilty.
Madam Thomas was not an ignorant woman. She immediately sensed something was wrong.
She seized the nurse's hand and inquired sternly, "Tell me, what is the current condition of my grandson?"
"He, he..." The nurse couldn't lie, stuttering for a while before managing to squeeze out a few words, "Professor Brown is resuscitating him, I'm just a nurse."
The more the nurse acted this way, the greater the unease in Madam Thomas' heart.
She warned, word by word, "Let me tell you, Bobby is my grandson. If anything happens to him, I will make this entire hospital pay."
Having been in the business world for a long time, she exuded a naturally imposing aura.
Her strong presence overwhelmed the nurse.
The nurse had managed to stay calm until now, but at this moment, her legs went weak in fear, almost falling to the ground. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
"Bobby's bleeding won't stop. Professor Brown has exhausted all methods to stop it. If you don't hurry and give him a blood transfusion, he... he won't make it."
After hearing the nurse's words, Madam Thomas felt the world spin around her, almost losing consciousness.
Greta was shocked and burst into tears.
"How could this happen? Wasn't Debbie confident that she could handle it?"
He faced the nurse, questioning, "How did it come to this? What should we do now? If Bobby relies on blood transfusions to stay alive, won't his life be ruined?"
The nurse bowed her head, whispering softly, "Blood transfusions can only buy time. If we don't solve the underlying problem soon, Bobby won't be able to leave the operating room alive."
The Thomas family held immense power in Ivara City, and she dared not provoke them. She only hoped to minimize the harm done to herself.
Upon hearing this, Madam Thomas and Greta's vision momentarily blurred, and they sank onto the bench outside the operating room.
Worried, Spencer burst into tears. His gaze unintentionally caught Patricia, and he recalled Fannie's words.
He hurriedly rushed over, dropping to his knees before Patricia and pleaded, "Fannie said you were amazing. I know you can save my cousin. Please, go in and save him. He's only six years old."
Martin expressed his displeasure with a scowl. "This is Debbie's surgical error. Why should Patricia be the one to rectify the mess? What if the rescue attempt fails? Who will shoulder the responsibility?"
Spencer hurriedly interjected, "But right now, she's the only one who can save my cousin. Professor Watson, you don't want to see my brother in danger, do you? Otherwise, you wouldn't be sitting here without leaving. You must have a solution, right?"
Upon hearing his words, Madam Thomas and Greta seemed to regain hope as they stumbled over.
Madam Thomas hesitated before speaking, "If you have a way to save Bobby, I will be deeply grateful."
Greta also added in a rush, "Professor Watson, I apologize for my previous attitude. I know I shouldn't have doubted your words in the hallway that day. At this point, only you can save my brother. I beg you, save him."
"In the hallway?" Madam Thomas looked at her in astonishment. "What was said in the hallway?"
Greta lowered her head in remorse and recounted what had happened in the hallway that day.
After hearing it all, Madam Thomas trembled with anger and slapped Greta across the face. "How could you hide such an important matter from me? This is your brother's life!"
Greta's face stung from the slap, tears welled up in her eyes, but she dared not make a sound.
"Debbie assured me with confidence. After our friendship of over a decade, I didn't know she could deceive me."
Patricia responded wordlessly, "Miss Thomas, Bobby is your brother, not hers. If the surgery fails, it won't affect her at all. However, if it succeeds, it will make her famous. Do you think she's at a loss in this deal? If she didn't cajole you, would you have agreed to let her operate on Bobby?"
Greta's face turned pale, her whole body trembling, even her lips quivered.
Patricia continued, "I've said it before, Bobby's condition isn't suitable for surgery; it can only be treated conservatively. I have advised her more than once, but she doesn't listen at all. As far as I know, she has never performed such a surgery before. Even my teacher might not dare to take it on."
Greta felt utterly terrified and the strong fear made her legs weak, causing her to kneel before Patricia.
"Professor Watson, I beg you, please save my brother. He's my only brother, and only you can save him. I beg you..."
Although Madam Thomas was angry, she also knew that now was not the time to be angry. She humbly said, "Professor Watson, I was blind and wrong about Debbie before. I never thought she could be so despicable, sacrificing my grandson's life for her own desires. I beg you, save my grandson."
Patricia sighed and helplessly replied, "This surgery is extremely difficult, and I am not entirely confident..."
Once Madam Thomas heard her words, she knew there was hope and hurriedly said, "I believe in you. I'm sure you can do it. You are Bobby's only hope now."
As a doctor, Patricia didn't want to witness a living life disappear before her eyes.
"I can promise you that I will do my best to save Bobby, but I must make it clear that if I am unable to save him, I hope you won't hold the hospital and our medical staff accountable."
As long as there was a glimmer of hope, Madam Thomas was unwilling to give up and immediately agreed without hesitation.
Patricia stood up, ready to return to the operating room to save Bobby, but Martin grabbed her arm and said, "You just went through a six-hour surgery. Can your body handle another one?"
Patricia smiled and replied, "I once did a 24-hour surgery without rest. Two surgeries are nothing."
Without looking back, she entered the operating room.
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