The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter
Chapter 593 Critical Illness Notice (2)_1

Chapter 593: Chapter 593 Critical Illness Notice (2)_1

Just as Old Master Xiao looked at Situ Xin with eyes brimming with hope, the door to the operating room opened. A doctor emerged, dressed in surgical attire and wearing a mask.

"Doctor, doctor. How is he? How is my grandson Xiao Muli?" The moment Old Master Xiao saw the doctor, he rushed over, grabbed the doctor, and asked. At this moment, Old Master Xiao exhibited none of his usual commanding presence. He was simply a typical grandfather, one filled with worry for his grandson’s condition.

"Sir, please calm down first." The doctor, after such a long period of resuscitation, appeared visibly exhaustion. And he knew the identities of the people waiting outside the operating room, which is why he did not dare to say much when Old Master Xiao acted in this manner. Under normal circumstances, the doctor would have lost his temper by now.

"Doctor, how is the patient?" Before Old Master Xiao could speak, a hoarse and somewhat familiar voice came from behind Situ Xin. She turned around and saw Yu Qihao, his face weary and eyes swollen, standing behind her, looking at the doctor with hopeful eyes.

Situ Xin frowned as she looked at Yu Qihao who suddenly appeared. She was confident she hadn’t seen Yu Qihao in the crowd before. It was understandable, given how worried she was about Xiao Muli’s injuries. From the moment she entered the hospital, she hadn’t released her Divine Sense, and even her perception was a lot duller than before.

Therefore, she hadn’t seen Yu Qihao among the group with Situ Jin.

At that time, everyone’s attention was on Xiao Muli’s injury, and nobody noticed or dwelled on the issue of Yu Qihao’s sudden appearance. Everyone present was eagerly awaiting the doctor’s answer.

"The patient’s situation is not very optimistic. Although the bullet did not hit the patient’s heart directly, it is very close to it. Not only that, but right next to the bullet is a blood vessel. We’ve already operated on the patient, but we didn’t dare to remove the bullet." The doctor glanced at the expressions of everyone present and continued, "We’re afraid that if we remove the bullet, the blood vessel next to it may rupture. As you know, if a blood vessel near the heart ruptures, the consequences can be grave."

"Then what are you doing out here?" The doctor’s words were tantamount to sentencing Xiao Muli to death. Yu Qihao, unable to accept this reality, barked at the doctor with reddened eyes.

And because of the air of danger that Yu Qihao carried with him due to his duties, he gave the doctor a shiver of fear with how he looked at him.

"I, I am here on the orders of the lead surgeon to ask the family’s opinion. Is it to continue with the surgery and remove the bullet, or, or to leave it as is." The doctor was starting to regret eagerly volunteering to come out for a brief rest to seek the family’s decision. His hands trembled as he extended them out, "Please decide. Once you’ve made your decision, sign this."

What the doctor presented was a critical condition notice, along with a resuscitation agreement.

Upon seeing these, Old Master Xiao’s body swayed, and then he leaned weakly against Situ Jin.

However, Yu Qihao snatched the two documents and, before the doctor could intervene, tore them apart. As he ripped them, he spoke hoarsely, "What the hell is this crap? We won’t sign it. You go and save him. You have to save Muli for me. If not, if not I..."

Old Master Situ and Old Master Loo, seeing that Yu Qihao was becoming overly emotional, quickly stepped in to restrain him.

The doctor, facing a Yu Qihao who seemed ready to pounce and fight at any moment, then looked over at Old Master Xiao, whose gaze was hostile. The doctor then shifted his eyes to the few middle-aged men in uniforms. He knew that these men had high ranks.

But when those men in uniforms received the doctor’s pleading look, they uniformly averted their eyes. It was a joke—these were nation’s elder statesmen before him. They were anxious, thinking that if something untoward should happen to Xiao Muli, would Old Master Xiao hold them accountable?

At that time, they dared not step forward to speak up for the doctor.

"Now, go back in and do your utmost to save the patient," demanded Old Master Loo, frowning at the dazed doctor. Inside, he was considering whether to report the incident to the military hospital’s leadership; such a doctor seemed unfit for such important surgeries.

"But, but without signing that agreement, we have trouble proceeding with the next steps of the rescue work." The doctor was at the point of wanting to bang his head against the wall. He couldn’t afford to provoke those in front of him, and if he just went back like this, the lead surgeon would surely scold him. It was a dilemma whether to proceed or retreat.

After Yu Qihao appeared and tore up the critical condition notice and the resuscitation agreement, Situ Xin released her Divine Sense into the operating room.

She still didn’t know the exact state of Xiao Muli and needed to understand his precise condition before she could make the right decision.

To gauge Xiao Muli’s injuries more accurately, Situ Xin had nearly released the majority of her Divine Sense.

After Situ Xin’s Divine Sense was released, she stood there as if in a daze. Had everyone’s attention not been elsewhere at the moment, her unusual behavior would surely have been noticed.

Entering the operating room with her Divine Sense, the first things she saw were various pieces of equipment and the doctors and nurses standing around the operating table.

"Doctor Qiu, the patient’s blood pressure is rising,"

"Doctor Qiu, the patient’s heartbeat is showing irregularities." Situ Xin then heard two voices tinged with urgency.

The one referred to as Doctor Qiu, while having sweat wiped from his forehead by an assistant, spoke, "Where’s Xiao Liu? He went out to get a signature from the family, why has it taken so long?" Doctor Qiu was aware that the patient’s current state was very bad, practically struggling on the brink of death.