Chapter 1092 Survival (2/2)

Seeing Emily lying unconscious on the bed outside the surgery, Jacob felt as if a knife was piercing his heart. He walked to her, gently kissed her lips, and strok

weakly through the window onto his body, yet failed to warm him.

His dread chilled him to the marrow.

Jacob held tightly onto the window frame, and he seemed to have aged a decade in just half a morning.

Bang!

The light above the operating room's door went off.

With a strange bang and some suction, the door was opened.

”Is Ms. Emily's family here?”

The question shocked Jacob; his forehead began breaking out into a cold sweat. He instantly dropped the cigarette and rushed to the doctor, saying, ”Yes, Doctor. How is she now?”

The doctor kept on looking down, recording the operation records in the file. Without looking up, she went on to ask, ”What is your relation to the patient?”

That simple question brought Jacob up short with a jerk.

He had no idea what to say.

Jacob muttered to himself, and his face turned pale with his hands clenched at his sides.

Then he said in a small voice, ”I am her husband.”

Her husband, who had always loved her the most but also recently hurt her the most.

”Well, please, sign here.”

The doctor handed him the file and told him with a serious expression, ”The patient is suffering from great depression. You are her husband. How come you didn't notice anything wrong or bring her here for treatment before? She has survived, but it is really a narrow escape for her.”

The female doctor then took off her mask and scolded, ”And she is carrying a baby. How are you looking after her?”