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    They could only rely on a less experienced doctor, a fact that needed to bemunicated to the family. Outside the ward, the family’s voices shed in a heated debate, their words tumbling over one another.


    “Who chose this hospital?” one voice demanded.


    “It was an emergency! We could only bring him to the closest hospital!” another shot back.


    “So what now? With the lead surgeon gone, do we just let someone inexperienced operate?”


    “Absolutely not!” came a sharp retort.


    “Enough!” Becker’s voice boomed, silencing the chaos. “What if we transfer Dad to another hospital?”


    “That is not feasible,” someone countered.


    The doctor had stressed that surgery needed to happen within two hours. Transferring to another hospital would only cause dys, squandering this critical window of opportunity.


    “Then what do you suggest?” another voice snapped.


    The argument swirled without resolution, each family member locked in their own corner of indecision.


    Elissa, listening from afar, felt the weight of their helplessness mirror her own.


    “Elissa,” Ernest said suddenly, his voice cutting through her thoughts. “I can arrange for Srixby’s finest neurosurgeon toe here and perform the surgery if you want.”


    “What?” Elissa’s eyes widened, meeting Ernest’s steady gaze.


    She knew he meant it. But how could she ask for such a huge favor?


    “No time to waste now. Let’s do this.” Time was crucial, and Ernest took the decision into his own hands. “I’ll get in touch with them immediately. The sooner Addy’s surgery happens, the better!” Ernest stepped aside, phone in hand, his voice steady as he spoke. “This is Ernest Flynn…”


    Elissa’s eyes followed him, her thoughts a tangled whirlwind. Gratitude, worry, and something unspoken churned within her, leaving her breathless.


    Momentster, Ernest ended the call and returned, slipping his phone into his pocket.


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    His gaze softened, a quiet reassurance in his eyes. “It’s all set,” he said. “The hospital doctors are preparing the handover, and specialists from other hospitals are already on their way.”<fn44f1> Follow current nov?ls on find?novel</fn44f1>


    Elissa’s throat tightened, her eyes prickling with tears she fought to hold back. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. Just then, a nurse approached, pushing a treatment cart toward the ward.


    She gestured to the gathered family members, her tone brisk but kind. “Please clear the way. We need to prepare the patient for surgery.”


    “Surgery?” Becker’s voice rose,ced with surprise. “What surgery?”


    The nurse nodded, ncing at him. “The doctor is in the office. You should head there now. We’ve arranged for external specialists, and they’ll be here soon to perform the procedure.”


    “What?” A ripple of astonishment passed through the family, quickly giving way to relief.


    “That’s wonderful!” Becker nodded, his expression easing. “Thank you. I’ll go right away.”


    The chaotic knot of voices began to unravel as the family followed Becker to the doctor’s office, their steps quick with renewed hope. Soon, the consultation wrapped up, and Becker signed the necessary forms. Meanwhile, the specialists arrived. They wasted no time, assessing Addy’s condition with meticulous care before moving to the operating room.


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