His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1191 A Heart Attack

As soon as the ambulance stopped in front of the entrance of the hospital, paramedics rushed to carry

and transfer the unconscious young man to a stretcher. Without missing a beat, the patient was pushed

towards the emergency room while Sheryl and Isla followed behind. The doctor kept shouting "Excuse

me, excuse me!" as they made their way urgently inside the emergency room.

Sheryl ran as she tried to catch up with the medical workers. She then moved towards the doctor and

asked, "What's the matter with him? How is he?"

"We can't be certain and specific at this point, but all we know is that he may have a heart disease and

needs to get an operation right now," the doctor replied in haste and proceeded to instruct the rest of

the staff.

Sheryl watched as the doctor used the telephone to ask about an available room, and after the blink of

an eye, the patient was transferred into an operating room. The doctor stopped Sheryl and Isla, telling

them that he would inform them right away after the surgery.

As the physician entered the operating room, leaving them behind in the waiting area, a nurse walked

towards Sheryl and Isla. "Miss, are you the patient's relative? We have a policy here in the hospital,

saying that we can't operate on the patient without the bills getting paid first, at least in half," she said.

Sheryl turned towards the door of the operating room and thought, 'Looks like the young man is

seriously ill and needs to get an operation right now.'

Without any more hesitation, she grabbed her purse and followed the nurse towards the nurse station.

The nurse started to type away on the computer. As the nurse processed the payment, Sheryl mused,

'Saving a life is doing the good thing. Regardless whether the young man chooses to work with us or

not, I will help him out. I can't stand the thought of him dying when I have the chance to give him a

possible longer life.'

Finally, the nurse handed the bill to Sheryl as she said, "Here is the bill, miss. Please, have a look."

Sheryl took it and scanned through the paper. Without uttering a word, she walked towards the

cashier's window.

"Sher," Isla called from behind as she tried to stop Sheryl.

Sheryl paused and turned to Isla. "Yes?"

Isla looked at Sheryl with hesitation and asked, "Are you sure you're going to do this?" Isla wasn't a

mean person, and she cared for the young man as well. But considering that he was a stranger to

them, she was afraid that Sheryl might get fooled.

Sheryl gave Isla a weak smile and replied lightly, "Yes, I am sure, so don't worry." Sheryl didn't care if

she was just being tricked. All she cared about was the thought that the young man might lose his life if

she didn't pay the medical fee for him right now. If she did end up lose some money, at least she had

saved a patient.

Moreover, she believed that the young man was not a liar.

'The young man was about to start his own business, but he had some argument with his partners and

failed to open the company, ' she thought.

Sensing that Sheryl had already made up her mind, Isla nodded and decided not to stop her. She

waited until Sheryl came back after taking care of the bill.

Getting the signal, the doctor and his team started the operation immediately.

Sheryl and Isla sat as they waited. They even took turns standing up and walking back and forth just to

ease their own anxiety. For an outsider, they both looked like the patient's family.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours as they waited. The longer they waited, the

more worried they became about the young man.

Isla stopped pacing back and forth and sat beside Sheryl once more. After glancing around and found

no one else, she turned to Sheryl with a scowl on her face. "Do you think he will get through this, Sher?

What if he dies on the table?" she blurted out.

Sheryl's eyebrows furrowed into a frown and then she immediately replied, "Come on, Isla, what are

you talking about? Why are you thinking like that?" Sheryl's reaction made Isla's eyes widen in

surprise. At that moment, Sheryl looked as if she was the patient's real family.

She kept her stare at Sheryl and noticed the worried look in her eyes. She pointed out that Sheryl was

becoming way too concerned about the young man, which reminded Sheryl of her place.

As the two engaged in a conversation, the doors of the operating room finally opened and out was the

doctor. Sheryl and Isla stood up from their seats immediately as the doctor approached them. He

smiled at them and said, "Congratulations! The operation is a success. He will be placed in a ward

soon, but it will still take some time for his consciousness to come back. Rest assured, he will be fine."

The doctor smiled as he continued to inform them about the young man's situation. In his eyes, both

Sheryl and Isla were family of the patient.

Sheryl and Isla didn't mind it and didn't explain or even retort. After thanking the physician, they waited

for the patient to come out of the operating room.

Not long after the doctor left, the rest of the team pushed the patient's bed out of the operating room

and proceeded to take him into a ward, while Sheryl and Isla followed behind.

As soon as they were comfortable inside the ward, Sheryl and Isla thanked the staff and sat on the

sofa, feeling the anxiousness being replaced with relief and exhaustion. It didn't take them both long

enough before they fell into a short slumber.

"Sher! Sher, wake up!" Sheryl heard, making her eyes slowly flutter open. Isla's face came into view.

Sheryl sat up and turned towards the direction where Isla was pointing. She noticed that the young

man's finger was starting to move. Sheryl immediately wiped the sleep out of her eyes as they

approached the bed, waiting for the young man to wake up. Finally, his eyes started blinking and stared

at the ceiling for a while as if he was wondering where he was. Then, he turned to the two women and

became even more confused. Of course, he didn't recognize them both, so he asked, "Who...who are

you?"

Sheryl and Isla exchanged looks before they turned to him again. "We work for Cloud Advertising

Company."

Before Sheryl could finish introducing herself, the patient's eyes lit up and he immediately asked with a

tinge of excitement in his voice, "Cloud Advertising Company?

Are you the president of Cloud Advertising Company, Ms. Xia?" He had been to the company building

with his friend before, so he hadn't completely forgotten about Sheryl.

Then again, he was confused as to why she was here with him, and until this moment, he still had no

idea what was going on.

Sheryl nodded and replied, "Yes. I am Sheryl Xia."

His eyes widened more in surprise as he asked in disbelief, "Did you take me here?" There were more

reasons to be confused now.

Before Sheryl could reply, Isla beat her to it. "Yes, we did. I mean, who else?" As for Isla, she didn't

think highly of the young man at first, but the moment he started to talk, she started to change her

mind.

He was not only good looking but also polite. Good young men like him were so rare nowadays that

Isla soon became fond of him and thought of him as her little brother.

"Thank you very much, and I apologize for the inconvenience I have caused," he said with great

gratitude. He even tried to sit up to show respect to his saviors, but Sheryl stopped him, knowing that

he just got out of surgery. Sheryl gave him a smile and said, "You're welcome, but if you don't mind me

asking, what happened to you?

Do you know you have a heart problem?" She tried not to sound like she was prying. He sighed and

explained, "I was diagnosed with CHD, and seeing where I am now, I presumed I had a heart attack.

Fortunately for me, you brought me to the hospital. Otherwise, I might have been found dead in my

office already." Isla nodded slowly and responded, "I see."

She started to have some sympathy for him. 'He is cute and polite. What a poor guy!' she thought with

a sigh. Excited and grateful as he was, the young man still had some questions and doubt. Politely, he

asked, "I don't mean to be rude, but how did you know that I passed out?"

"Well, we dropped by Lansh Technology and intended to talk to you about our cooperation. But when

we got there, even though the lights were turned on, we didn't see anyone. We felt like something was

wrong, so we searched the rooms one by one, and there in one room, I found you unconscious at the

desk," Sheryl explained, understanding that this piece of information was really a point for confusion.

"I see. Thank you," the patient replied, nodding approvingly. He opened his mouth to say something

more but stopped.

Sheryl looked at him and thought about inquiring him about Lansh Technology, but then she realized

that she didn't know his name yet. "Mister, do you mind, what is your name?" Shery asked courteously.

"I'm Nick Ge, and with my colleague friend, we founded Lansh Technology," Nick Ge replied,

introducing himself.

"How are you feeling, Mr. Ge?" Sheryl asked with concern before she would start talking about

business and ask the questions that had been on her mind. As she started at him, she started to

remember him by the mention of his name. She had met him last time with another guy called Mr. Sun.