The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1159

Chapter 1159

“Indeed,” Arabella responded assertively. "Given the current state of medical science, that seems to be

the case.

But who knows what advancements the next few decades might bring."

Tears once again streamed down Celeste's face. Without hands, without legs, how would her daughter

play the piano or dance? How could she walk to her loved one or embrace the world?

If her daughter had to be fed water and spend the rest of her life with a catheter, knowing her

stubbornness, she would rather die than live like this.

At that moment, Crystal was wheeled out of the operating room by a nurse. Seeing their daughter

motionless, lying there on the stretcher with a ghostly complexion, Celeste and Alger's brains went

blank, and their tears flowed unceasingly.

Arabella watched their departing figures, noticing Romeo's arrival. She moved toward him, whispering,

"I'm going to change my clothes first."

"You're pale,” Romeo said, concern evident in his voice. This stubborn girl had stood in the operating

room for a solid eleven hours.

Without a break, without even a sip of water.

"Dr. Bella.” The female doctor in charge of Carol hurried over. "There's another patient in critical

condition that needs your attention."

Romeo's eyes darkened. When did his girl become responsible for every patient in this hospital? Was

she receiving their salary? Had she done them a favor?

Did she not need food, water, or rest?

The female doctor was taken aback by Romeo's imposing demeanor and quickly explained, “It's a

patient that Ms. Bella knows."

Clark quickly interjected, “Is Carol's condition worsening?"

“Let's let Dr. Bella decide first"

After all, their hospital had formed a team of experts, but none of them had a better idea. In the case of

Carol's condition, it was unprecedented not just in their hospital, but globally.

Only then did Arabella remember, due to the amount of time needed to save Crystal, she had missed

Carol's optimal treatment window.

"I'll go take a look," she said, striding towards the ICU at the end of the hallway.

Romeo, still holding breakfast, watched her rush off, his heart aching even more. He hurriedly caught

up and handed her a warm bottle of milk.

"Take a few sips first."

Arabella, not wanting to worry him, drank the contents of the bottle as she walked.

"Eat something when you come back,’ Romeo instructed.

“Alright."

Clark followed closely behind Arabella, "I heard from the nurses that eleven hours ago, Crystal couldn't

hold on any longer."

"Yes, but I told her if she died, her parents would tear you limb from limb. She held on to that thought

and made it this far."

Clark's eyes reddened further, his quilt towards Crystal deepening.

"Lalso told her, if she had to go, at least say goodbye to you,’ Arabella said gently. "So, I believe she'll

wake up.

As for whether she can hold on, I can't guarantee it right now."

“Bella, he said, looking at her with hopeful eyes. "Tell me the truth, what are the chances Crystal will

pull through?"