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 the journey there,
considering how weak she is now? I’m afraid that she’ll be dead by the time she arrives 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 critical 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!” Vincent 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 Mother 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 like 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 now! 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 the 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 tried 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 wide, and to add onto
that, he was a member of the Elliots, one of the largest families in Springfield City, so naturally, Vincent had to 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 schedule is booked three days
in advance,” Graham explained rather sheepishly.
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 were members of the great and powerful, so any consultations had to be booked three days in
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, considering this would be a kind deed,” Vincent begged.
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