The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky
The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 485

The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 485

Doctor Chase was trying desperately to evade all blame on him.

“Send her to the hospital? How can you say that so nonchalantly? How will my mother even tolerate th e journey there, considering how weak she is now? I’m afraid that she’ll be dead by the time she arrive s there!” Snow shrieked in anger, her eyes red–rimmed with tears of rage.

“I-” Doctor Chase did not know how to refute this. He knew Snow was right; Gloria’s condition was so cr itical at this point that one could not even be sure whether she would survive the journey to the hospital !

“Don’t worry, Snow, I’ll find a solution. I won’t let anything happen to your mother, even if it kills me!” Vin cent tried to reassure her, but deep down, even he did not know what else to do.

“What solution are you going to find? This is all your fault; Leon warned us so many times not to give M other the resuscitation shot, but you were the one who dismissed him and even chased him out! This is why Mother ended up this way! If anything bad happens to her, I’ll hate you for the rest of my life!” Snow bellowed at the top of her lungs.

As she did this, however, she could not stop the tears from falling.

“I-” Vincent’s face turned pale.

It was no wonder Snow was mad; if he took Leon’s advice seriously, Gloria would not have ended up lik e this. Even if Leon failed to revive her, at least she would not be in grave danger like she was now!

However, it was too late!

“Mister Poole, Miss Poole, Missus Poole’s condition is critical; we have to find a way to save her right n ow! I think we should try to get the Holy Doctor, Graham Elliot’s help! I’ll send someone to summon him right now!”

“There’s no need, Mister Hendrix, I have his contact; I’ll call him right now!” Vincent immediately perked up and took out his phone to call Graham.

His wife’s condition was critical and they could not afford to waste time; it would be quicker if he could get Graham to come here straight!

“Hello, Mister Poole, can I be of service?” Graham’s wise, deep voice rang out from the other end of th e line.

“Graham, I have a favor to ask of you; my wife has fallen unconscious, and her life is in danger. I don’t have time to send anyone to summon you, and I’m hoping you can come over to help her,” Vincent trie d to explain everything as quickly as he could.

Even though he was the Southern King, Graham’s reputation in the medical community spread far and w respect him.

“Mister Poole, it’s not that I don’t want to help, but I have so many patients to see that usually, my sched

One had to abide by the rules; Graham was so well– known in the medical world that throes of patients came to him for help every day, and most of them wer advance.

If he allowed Vincent to cut the queue, that would not be fair to other people who needed his help.

“Graham, I know it’s short notice, but my wife’s condition is hanging by a thread. She can’t afford to wait any longer. I was hoping you’d be able to help her, conside