Chapter 686

I was sarcastic in my heart. Quentin covered up for the person who actually killed Mikaela, and he was feeling guilty after all.

Reynaldo never looked at me, his cold gaze sweeping over the door of the operating room, and he said to Braylon, “The cost of this surgery, medication, and medical equipment should all be paid for with the best.”

“Yes, Mr. Humphrey.”

After receiving the order, Braylon quickly went to handle it.

Quentin looked at Reynaldo in shock and said, “Mr. Humphrey, you…”

Reynaldo turned and sat on the bench, his cold eyes finally looking at me, his calm tone devoid of any warmth. “I really want to know, what exactly did you go to such lengths to steal the kidney source? Can the thing you stole really save your mother’s life?”

His words had no great fluctuations, but as I listened, my heart clenched fiercely, and a sharp, sour pain surged. At this moment, I was like a despicable thief in front of him.

I curled my fingers and didn’t say anything.

Quentin glanced at me, his expression complex.

The three of us, none of us spoke again.

Reynaldo leaned back in his chair, his eyes faintly fixed on the door of the operating room. His expression, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes with a touch of desolation. He must have been thinking, “If I hadn’t taken away that kidney source, then it would have been his mother undergoing the kidney transplant surgery in the operating room, his mother would still have a chance to live.”

But now, that glimmer of hope is gone forever.

After about an hour, the door of the operating room finally opened again. I saw Reynaldo’s back straighten instantly as he slightly bent down, and Quentin also quickly stood up.

I was closest to the operating room, so I hurried over. This time it was Zackery who came out, and as he came out, the door of the operating room was completely pushed open, and almost all of the doctors walked out.

So, the surgery is over?

What about my mom?

I anxiously looked inside, and at that moment Zackery took off his mask, and said to me and Quentin in a serious tone, “I’m sorry, the surgery was unsuccessful.”

With a bang, I felt a darkness in front of me.

Quentin hugged me from behind and anxiously asked Zackery, “What does it mean that the surgery failed? Where is my mom, how is she?”

“The patient’s physical condition was not very good, and she had many hidden chronic diseases that were not detected, which was our mistake.”

“You just tell me, what’s wrong with my mom… what’s wrong with her?” I trembled, struggling to ask.

Zackery paused for two seconds and said, “The patient’s hidden illness suddenly occurred during the surgery, causing a blood vessel to rupture and blood to flow uncontrollably. The surgery was not successful, and the patient did not come down from the operating table.”

“The meaning is, the meaning is my mom… she’s gone?” Quentin asked incredulously, his voice trembling.

Zackery hung his head in silence.

Soon, my mother was pushed out, covered with a white cloth.

I couldn’t believe my eyes as I looked at the figure protruding from the hospital bed, feeling like I was about to go crazy.

My vision darkened, and everything around me became noisy.

I covered my head and screamed hoarsely.

How could my mom be gone? In the morning, she smiled and told me, “This year, our family will celebrate the New Year together in a neat and orderly manner.”

She said she would be fine, she said she would accompany me.