Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 52 A Slim Chance of Survival

Brendan was willing to be a pillar for Deirdre to rely on. He wished for Deirdre to live a worry-free life until her last breath.

But it seemed that Brendan's wish would never be

realized, as Deirdre was about to disappear from the world. It made him feel so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

The doctor could understand Brendan's feelings as he said, "We're helpless too. Her lungs are punctured, and the injury she's suffered is truly severe. What's more, the patient doesn't have any desire to live. Unless..."

Brendan's eyes lit up when he heard that there was a slim chance to save Deirdre. "Unless what?"

"Unless renowned academic doctor Dr. Killton is willing to step out. Unfortunately, he's not in Neve currently, and even if he was, he has already stopped performing surgery.

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It wasn't a helpful answer. Brendan tightened his fists and asked coldly, "What about Dr. Killton's last student?"

"His last student?" The doctor was startled but quickly recollected himself and replied, "In that case, there'd certainly be a slim chance of survival!"

Brendan tightened both his fists further. He didn't want Sterling to be given this opportunity if possible. But because Deirdre's condition was critical, he couldn't let her die either.

He turned to Steven and demanded coldly, "Go tell Sterling about Deirdre's current condition. He'll come for sure!"

Following that, he strode into the emergency room without turning back.

Under the bright light, Deirdre was lying on the operating table. Her face was pale as a sheet, and her weak breath had almost stopped. She was in a dangerously critical condition. The doctor had said that she had long given up on her life.

Eyes red, Brendan wondered whether Deirdre had truly given up on her life and whether she still cared about anything on earth.

Brendan had mixed feelings. He was feeling both pain and rage. He paced to Deirdre's side, and while resisting any thoughts of touching her face, he gritted his teeth and threatened her. "Deirdre McKinnon, I want you to live! I can't believe that you don't want to stay in this world and see it again!

"Didn't you commit suicide for Sterling's sake? Didn't you want to appease my anger with your own death?

Listen to me, it's not working! If you dare give up, I promise that no matter where Sterling goes, he won't be able to stay. He will suffer for the rest of his life just because of your death!"

Suddenly, the doctor shouted, "The patient is responding!"

Brendan clenched his fist. "Deirdre, if you keep on living, I promise not to harm Sterling again!"

From the moment Sterling rushed to her rescue up until the end of the operation, it took a whole eight hours for him to save Deirdre from the brink of death.

Brendan stayed awake for two days. He was so tired that dark circles had appeared under his eyes, yet he stubbornly waited outside the door of the emergency room. He let out a sigh of relief only when the doctors finally came out.

Nevertheless, a man dashed toward him from the emergency room and gave him a punch before anyone was even aware of it.

The bodyguard reprimanded him. "What are you doing!"

With red eyes, Sterling ignored the bodyguard and grabbed Brendan's collar. "You bastard!"

Sobbing, Sterling accused him, "To what extent do you want to harm Deirdre! Hasn't she suffered enough

because of you? How could you even force her to jump off that building? Are you even still human?!"

Brendan took Sterling's blow without striking back. He didn't get angry, nor did his expression change. He just raised his hand indifferently and pulled Sterling's hand

off his neckline.

"I promised Deirdre. I will not make a fuss over this punch. Now that you saved her, please get out!"

Brendan didn't want to tell Sterling that Deirdre had jumped off the building because of Sterling. Otherwise, Sterling would misunderstand and think that Deirdre was interested in him as well.