"So, you're the girl's grandfather. If anything happens to our family member, your family is going to be held fully responsible."
"I'm going to sue your family and make you pay."
The old man, completely drained, sat down on the bench. "We will take full responsibility for this. Please, don't worry."
Several bodyguards stood protectively beside the old man, and the others didn't dare make a scene.
The head nurse instructed them to be quiet before re-entering the operating room.
Aiden Shaw stood before the operating table in his sterile gown, his disposable gloves stained with blood, a biopsy forceps in his hand.
A nearby nurse would occasionally wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Dr. Shaw, the patient is showing signs of cardiac tamponade. Her blood pressure is dropping."
Aiden Shaw's focused expression remained calm, devoid of emotion. "Local anesthetic. Prepare for immediate pericardiocentesis."
"Right away, Dr. Shaw."
