Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress Chapter 1417 - The Notification of His Severe Illness!

Chapter 1417: The Notification of His Severe Illness!

Old Mr. Mo had been in the emergency rescue room for two full hours.
The doors of the emergency rescue room were still tightly shut and the red lights were on. The glimmer of hope within Wen Xinya began to vanish slowly and her anxiety turned into frustration.
Wen Xinya had never felt so helpless before. In her previous lifetime, she suddenly pushed open the study of Old Mr. Mo’s room. She was filled with despair and agony when she saw Old Mr. Mo lying motionlessly on the ground, his face all yellow and jaundiced.
Si Yiyan held her in his arms and patted her on her back comfortingly. “Xinya, no news is good news. Usually, when one suffers from myocardial infarction that leads to the rupture of the chest muscles, the most terrifying thing would be dying too quickly without having enough time for rescue. The longer Old Mr. Mo hangs on, the greater his chances of survival.”
Although he was comforting her, he did not feel too optimistic. The doctors who were carrying out the emergency rescue were all expert cardiologists whom he had managed to hire because of his connections. They were also highly reputable, just like the Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners who were also present to help. Just like Old Mr. Du, they were renowned in the Traditional Chinese Medicine industry. With them around, there would definitely be some hope even though they might not be able to treat a dead person.
The longer it dragged on, the more it meant that Old Mr. Mo was in a dangerous situation that was urgent and tricky. It was not a good thing at all.
Clearly, Wen Xinya was well aware of that as well and she did not feel any better just because of Si Yiyan’s comforting. “I’m worried, very worried…”
She had no idea how she should express her current emotions.
The doors of the emergency rescue room were pushed open.
The heavy sounds were full of rhythm and seemed to be knocking on Wen Xinya’s chest while her heart palpitated vigorously together with her soul.
Although she had been hoping that the door would be opened as soon as possible, she was filled with a complicated mix of emotions now that they were. She had no idea what she should do.
She finally realized that the doors opening meant two things.
First, was that Old Mr. Mo had been rescued successfully.
Or second, the rescue had failed.
Grampy…
I can’t think about it anymore, I can’t think about it anymore, I can’t keep thinking about it…
It turns out, the opening of the door would make her feel so terrified!
At this moment, a doctor walked out of the emergency rescue room, clad in a surgical cap and a mask which he then removed. “Which one of you is the patient’s family member?”
Wen Xinya sprinted towards him agitatedly and asked in a shaky voice, “I am. I’m the patient’s granddaughter and only kin. Doctor, how is my Grampy? Is his life out of danger?”
Wen Xinya was trembling subtly.
Si Yiyan stood beside her and put an arm around her shoulder to give her his strongest support.
Zhou Tianyu, Xu Zhenyu and the rest stood forth to wait nervously for the doctor’s answer.
The doctor glanced at Wen Xinya apologetically.
Wen Xinya felt like she had been struck by lightning at the instant that she sensed his gaze. She staggered backward uncontrollably and swayed unsteadily, despite having Si Yiyan to hold her.
With a sullen expression and a frown, Si Yiyan asked, “How is Old Mr. Mo’s condition now?”
His voice was icy cold and emotionless, though it was absolutely daunting.
“The patient has suffered from acute myocardial infarction which caused the heart to go into shock. After two hours of rescue, the patient’s life is still in critical danger and after some discussion between the experts, we’ve agreed that the best solution now is to carry out a surgery and plant a heart stent in the patient’s chest,” said the doctor, who knew that the patient was Old Mr. Mo, the renowned scholar and reputable figure of the literary world, who was named the Confucius of the modern era. Besides, Si Yiyan’s authority was terrifyingly powerful and hence, he obviously wouldn’t dare to cause any delay.
Wen Xinya said with trembling lips, “Please perform the surgery on my Grampy as soon as possible.”
Wen Xinya knew that Old Mr. Mo was in a dangerous situation and was extremely powerless. If it weren’t because of Si Yiyan, she would have long collapsed.
Fortunately, there was still a chance for Old Mr. Mo to survive.
Si Yiyan’s heart sank to rock bottom and he turned pale too. He said, “According to what I know, a heart stent surgery requires the patient’s health to be in a stable condition. Since Old Mr. Mo’s condition is critical now, what are the chances of a successful surgery?”
After hearing the doctor’s words, Si Yiyan was roughly clear that the heart stent surgery was the last and only option. There was only a fine line between Old Mr. Mo’s survival and death.
Besides, the condition was far more dangerous and critical than he had imagined.
Si Yiyan’s words made Wen Xinya sober up instantly and she finally realized what the surgery meant.
Her blood seemed to have frozen too.
Everyone’s faces were tense and a terrifying silence and somberness filled the air.
“Less than 40%!” the doctor answered dejectedly.
There were so many powerful experts and yet, they could only guarantee a 40% chance of survival for Old Mr. Mo. It was indeed rather agonizing.
Wen Xinya did not expect the chances to be so slim. She covered her mouth and tried to stop herself from screaming in disbelief. Her body grew weak and she almost fell onto the ground.
“Xinya!” Si Yiyan frantically held her body and allowed her to lean against his chest while holding her hand worriedly.
“Grampy…” Wen Xinya sobbed and bit her lips while tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.
Seeing how upset she was, the doctor said melancholy, “This is the report of the patient’s critical condition. The patient’s life is in danger and he needs to undergo surgery. Please make your decision as soon as possible.”
The report meant that the rescue operation would be very dangerous and tricky and that the chances of success would be very low. While they were giving the patients a chance to prepare themselves mentally, they were also proving their responsibility.
Wen Xinya felt like her blood was gushing through her veins and accumulating at her brain rapidly before exploding abruptly. She suddenly felt giddy and blacked out.
The thick and black fonts of the report were like an eyesore for her as she knew that the report was also known as a “Death Notice”. The thin paper seemed to be like a verdict that would decide one’s death.