Chapter 664

“Now the car has broken down on the road; the freshness of the organs may weaken. The worst part is, if time drags on, these living organs will die.”

After hearing that, my face changed. “What should we do? Can we have an ambulance come assist?”

Before, I heard Anton say that, “Organs for these pairings are all kept in a medical tissue bank, usually delivered promptly before surgery.”

Zackery sounded anxious. “The ambulance can be allowed to go over for assistance, but the ambulance needs a description and report of the casualties during the journey, and the speed of the journey is also difficult to control. By the time you finish explaining to them, it may be too late.”

The location where the car broke down is not far from here, about a ten-minute drive.

Zackery said anxiously, then looked at me, “Ms. Duffy, did you drive? I will give you the address and the transport vehicle number; hurry up and bring back the kidney source.”

“Okay, I’ll go now.”

This kidney is related to my mother’s life. I dare not delay for a minute or a second.

I got in the car and hurried to the address without even informing Quentin.

The road was very congested at this point, so I took a shortcut, but it still took me nearly twenty minutes.

When I passed by, I indeed saw an ambulance parked by the roadside.

The driver was drilling into it to check it thoroughly, not knowing whether the tire was punctured or what.

Another person was answering the phone.

I looked at the license plate number, which matched what Zackery had said, and then I quickly walked over.

As soon as I approached, the person who answered the phone came forward to greet me.

“Is that Ms. Duffy?”

I nodded and said, “Dr. Laurent asked me to come and get the kidney source.”

“Yes, yes, yes…” the man nodded quickly, “I’ll go to the car right now to get it for you. After you take it, hurry and deliver it to the hospital, otherwise the organ will soon go bad.”

“Okay.”

The man quickly took a box down from the car.

I quickly took the box and, as I was leaving, I confirmed with them again, “This is to be sent to Ormond Hospital for patient 377, right?”

“Yes, yes, you hurry up and send it.”

At the same time, Dr. Laurent’s phone also rang.

“Ms. Duffy, did you get the kidney source?”

“Got it.” I carefully placed the box in the car, sat in the driver’s seat, and said to my phone, “Just got it, I’ll bring it over right away.”

“Hurry up, your mother has been injected with anesthetic; now we just need this kidney source.”

“Hmm.”

When Zackery urged me, my heart became even more anxious, afraid that this organ would fail, and afraid that my mom couldn’t wait.

Quentin’s phone rang again.

I turned on the external audio.

“Ralda, Dr. Laurent said you went to get the kidney source; did you get it?”

“I got it, and I’m on my way to the hospital.”

“Well, you be careful too. I’ll wait for you at the door.”

I hung up the phone and tried to speed up the car. In no time, I arrived at the hospital.

Far away, I saw Quentin running toward me.

I got out of the car with the box in my arms.

Quentin glanced at the box and asked urgently, “Is this the kidney that will save my mother’s life?”

“Hmm.”

“Let’s hurry up; Dr. Laurent is almost impatient.”

Quentin was also in a panic, pulling me anxiously as we ran into the outpatient building.