Chapter 5

I was angry, anxious, and heartbroken, my voice trembling:

"Emma isn't a CT room doctor. What she's doing right now is illegal operation! When it's discovered, she'll definitely be disciplined!"

One of the guards seemed to hesitate a bit, but the one who had grabbed my waist earlier remained stone-faced.

"This child belongs to Chief of Pediatrics Ethan Smith! And I just asked someone to get him!"

Thinking of that nurse, I actually wasn't sure if she would help me.

"Emma is still young. If she loses her job, she can find another one! But what about you two!"

The two guards exchanged glances and turned their backs.

The CT room had no other exit, only an emergency stop button right next to the machine.

I steeled myself, suddenly rushed in, shoved Emma aside, and pressed the emergency stop.

The machine stopped. I fumbled to undo the restraints.

"What are you doing!" Emma lunged at me and grabbed my hair.

I undid the last buckle, scooped up my son, and held him tight against my chest. Thank God he was still alive.

I turned and slapped Emma. "If anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay with your life!"

She covered her face in shock and screamed, "Someone! Security!"

The two guards rushed in again and grabbed me, dragging me out.

I protected my son, struggling desperately. "He needs emergency care! If something happens to him here, none of you can escape responsibility!"

But Emma looked completely unconcerned.

"Throw her out! If something happens to them outside, it has nothing to do with us!"

The two guards decisively dragged me out of the CT room, through the corridor, toward the main entrance.

"Let me go! My son really can't hold on much longer!"

"Dr. Brown is right! With all this commotion tonight, if he dies in the hospital, none of us can escape responsibility!"

I was dragged to the entrance. Below the steps was the concrete pavement outside.

The guard pulled me down. I slipped, fell, and my knee hit the edge of the step.

I held my son tightly, my whole body aching from the impact, my vision going dark.

Emma walked over and kicked my shoulder. "That's for complaining about me!"

She then pointed at me and told the guards, "This kind of mother! From now on, block every single one you see. Don't let them in to cause trouble!"

I didn't argue with her. I immediately looked down.

My son in my arms had his eyes closed. He'd stopped convulsing, his breathing so shallow it was almost undetectable.

My heart filled with despair. So much time had passed and my husband still hadn't come out. That nurse probably hadn't helped after all.

And even if I took a cab to another hospital now, given my son's condition, by the time we got there, he would probably...

Just then, a hand with prominent knuckles reached in and pulled open the glass door.

Bang! The glass door slammed to the side, the frame seeming to tremble.

A man in a white coat walked out. Tears streaming down my face, I looked up desperately.

Ethan.

Emma immediately put on a forced smile and went up to him. "Dr. Smith, perfect timing!"

"This woman came to cause trouble. She even pretended to be your wife and smashed up our examination room! I was just having security throw them out..."