CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1354

"No, not yet," the doctor sighed heavily, "Your mother's condition is incredibly severe. The chances of a successful surgery are very, very slim. She already had a weak heart, and now with this brain hemorrhage, it's a tough situation. In all my years of practice, I've never Quincy felt a sudden chill grip his heart.

seen anything like this."

He had always hated his mother meddling in his marriage, and had even thought to himself that it would be a relief if she stopped interfering one day. But he had never imagined the cost would be her life. ""Doctor, is there-"

"Whatever you need to ask can wait. First, you need to sign the critical condition notice. Every second you delay puts your mother in more danger," the doctor interrupted, handing over the papers.

A nurse quickly brought over the pen and paperwork. Quincy grabbed the black pen and, without hesitation, signed his name. He watched as the doctor disappeared back into the operating room. His heart felt like it was lodged in his throat.

But inside the operating room, Mrs. Perez sat up on the operating table, looking nothing like a critically ill patient.

"Dr. Zimmer, did my son believe it?" Mrs. Perez asked cheerfully as she saw the doctor return. "If I hadn't staged this, he'd still be throwing tantrums at me. Kids these days, they just don't listen once they grow up."

"He believed it, but you'll need to keep up the act. After all, anyone who's just had surgery is supposed to be weak," Dr. Zimmer said, standing beside her.

His in-law happened to be the hospital director, and since there were no other patients needing the operating room that day, the room was just sitting empty. So, Dr. Zimmer figured he might as well go along with Mrs. Perez's plan and help stage this act.

"I get it. Don't worry, I'll follow

through completely," Mrs. Perez

grinned, looking at the clock before chatting with the doctor for a while longenOnce she thought enough time had passed, she lay back down.

QUMS

Dr. Zimmer personally wheeled her out of the operating room, and Quincy rushed up, his voice full of worry. "Doctor, how is my mom? Is the surgery over?"

"She made it through, but she's still in critical condition. You must make sure she doesn't get upset. If she does, and her anger flares up again, not even a miracle worker could save her," Dr. Zimmer said, sticking to the plan.

Mrs. Perez opened her eyes and sighed as she looked at Quincy. "Quincy, I know you resent me right now. But just being able to see you again makes my life worth it. You go on with your life. Whatever you want to do from now on, I won't interfere anymore."

"Aunt Perez!" Mabel, knowing it was her cue, stepped forward, dramatically pinching her leg to force a few tears.

Clinging to the hospital bed, she cried, "You're still so young! You haven't even held a grandchild yet. You have to keep fighting!"

"Mabel, you need to focus on your studies, replace a good job, and a man who truly loves you. And you, Tiffany, come here," Mrs. Perez gestured to Tiffany, who obediently approached. Once Tiffany was close enough, Mrs. Perez grabbed her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Quincy stood by, watching, feeling deeply uncomfortable. But what could he say?

He was terrified of upsetting his mother. After all, this was her life at stake. If she truly had a heart attack from stress, like the doctor warned, the consequences would be unthinkable. Quincy, overwhelmed by fear, found himself giving in, compromising again and again.