Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 799: Chapter 799: Woman, this is a bit unfair

Abigail, carrying simple luggage, sat sullenly in the car. Benjamin noticed her poor mood and didn’t disturb her, only instructing the driver to start the car.

But no sooner had the car started than Abigail’s phone rang. She looked at it, slightly surprised, and answered, “Headmaster Theodore, do you need something from me?”

“Abigail, I heard from Old Mr. Smith that you’re in Gills City. I want to ask you for a favor.” Cameron Theodore had returned for a while and visited Old Mr. Smith today, only to receive a call from an old friend saying that his son was injured during a mission and now needed amputation. He didn’t want to, and if it continued, his life would be at risk. A man in his fifties to sixties cried on the phone.

Cameron Theodore asked for the specifics, and coincidentally, Old Mr. Smith was present. He suggested letting Abigail try.

Abigail frowned slightly as she listened. “Go ahead.”

After hanging up the phone with Cameron Theodore, Abigail turned to Benjamin. “Benjamin, I’m afraid I can’t go back to Swallow City with you today.”

Benjamin, with excellent hearing, sat next to Abigail and could roughly hear Headmaster Theodore’s words. Knowing what Abigail was going to do, he directly instructed the driver to head to Sincere Hospital.

Thanks to Headmaster Theodore’s recommendation, Abigail was quickly allowed into the operating room.

As soon as she entered, she smelled a strong scent of blood, her brows furrowing. She stepped forward to look at the patient’s mangled arm, closed her eyes deeply, then took out her silver needles, disinfected them, and briefly communicated with the chief surgeon before starting to apply the needles.

Lionel Woolley, before the explosion, threw out the empty box, but he was too close. His arm was not only shaken but also cut by the impact force of the explosion and the fragments of the box afterward, making the whole arm a bloody mess, with some bone even exposed.

In such a situation, mishandling could lead to infection and amputation. Despite this, the person on the bed, with eyes open, said, “Doctor, I don’t want to amputate.”

This familiar voice startled Abigail. She turned her head and saw the male officer who had arrested her last night. She was slightly astonished, thinking this was an odd fate.

Lionel Woolley, struggling, saw Abigail’s unforgettable face, was stunned, and suddenly changed his tone, “Little fairy, save me. I don’t want to amputate!”

Abigail was taken aback by this fairy-like address and sighed lightly, “I’ll do my best.”

But even though she said she would try her best, Lionel seemed to feel reassured and calmed down, exhaustion soon engulfing him.

Initially, with Cameron Theodore’s call, seeing the patient’s condition, Abigail felt her chances of saving the arm weren’t high. But after talking to Lionel, her mood changed significantly.

She heard he was injured on duty. After last night, she could guess Lionel’s job nature. How could she bear to see someone like this in despair? She tensed up and instructed the doctor to cooperate with her in starting the needlework.