Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 410 - The Little Fatty Hes His

Chapter 410: Chapter 410: The Little Fatty, He’s His!

Chapter 410: Chapter 410: The Little Fatty, He’s His!

Thirty minutes was not long.

It could even be said to be very short for a heart surgery.

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But for those at the scene of the car accident, it was the most agonizing thirty minutes.

Finally, Abigail closed the girl’s chest and began to stitch.

Brandon Piers stood on one side, holding his breath just like the other two doctors.

He knew Abigail was amazing, but he had never witnessed her operating so closely before. Her normally soft and gentle face now radiated unparalleled confidence and determination.

In this awful scene filled with the heavy scent of gasoline, and the constant threat of explosion, she looked like an angel descended, dazzling and mesmerizing.

And this person was his.

Thinking of this, Brandon couldn’t help but curl his lips in pride.

Abigail finished suturing then, and the two emergency doctors beside her were amazed to see the girl’s heartbeat returning to normal. They felt both shocked and surreal.

Had this really succeeded?

“Stretcher!” Abigail ordered.

“Succeeded? She actually succeeded? She repaired the heart under these conditions?” The emergency doctor who had previously tried to stop Abigail couldn’t help but shout.

Everyone waiting for the result was equally invigorated. Could this really be true? To perform surgery under these conditions, and on the heart no less, and it was successful?

Applause!

Suddenly, applause rang out from all around, though it was unclear who started it.

The prepared stretcher was brought over, and the two doctors carefully placed the patient on it and loaded her into the ambulance.

Abigail’s forehead was drenched in fine sweat. She tried to stand up, but her numb legs gave out, and she fell back. At that moment, a big hand supported her, and turning her head, Abigail saw a handsome, calm face. She couldn’t help but smile and whispered to the man, “I can’t walk.”

Although the tone didn’t really sound like she was acting coy, Brandon’s heart softened instantly.

Looking at the slightly embarrassed Abigail, his heart swelled with both a little pain and pride, “Idiot.”

With that, he wrapped his arm around Abigail’s waist, letting her lean most of her weight on him, and started walking step by step.

Brandon’s outstanding looks immediately drew everyone’s attention. They all watched the mismatched couple with curiosity and gossip on their minds.

Brandon had been wholly focused on Abigail earlier, not noticing the commotion around them. Now, seeing a few reporters frantically taking photos of them, his face darkened, “Pullan.”

“Please stop taking pictures,” Pullan and Peter had been trying to prevent people from capturing photos and live streaming about Brandon and Abigail after helping the doctors lift the patient, but their strength was too limited, especially with more and more journalists gathering around.

Brandon, seeing this, frowned and quickened his steps while supporting Abigail. Just then, a policeman maintaining order nearby casually threw a lit cigarette butt on the ground.

The scene was already filled with a strong smell of gasoline, and the firefighters had only done a small-scale cleanup due to the earlier surgery. The cigarette butt with its burning ember instantly ignited the area.

Abigail and Brandon heard a “boom” from behind them at the same time, and their faces changed.

“Watch out!” Brandon yelled, protecting Abigail as they both dove to the ground, landing heavily.

Pullan and Peter cried out, “Second Young Master, Madam…”

In the next moment, they rushed over.

“Ugh.” It took a long while before Abigail opened her eyes. Feeling the weight on her, she grimaced painfully and turned her head to see the man unconscious on top of her. She anxiously tried to rouse him, slapping Brandon’s face, “Brandon, wake up, wake up…”

“Second Young Master, Madam…” Pullan and Peter had already rushed over.

“Hurry, lift him!” Abigail shouted, losing control.

Pullan and Peter dared not hesitate and immediately lifted the unconscious Brandon, who had been knocked out by the explosion. Just then, Brandon woke up with a painful groan.

Seeing this, Abigail’s eyes instantly reddened. She struggled to stand up to follow them.

Behind them, the scene of the explosion was ablaze with roaring flames. Many police officers, firefighters, and even onlookers and reporters were affected.

Cries of pain filled the surroundings.

The scene that had been nearly saved from injuries now had a new wave of wounded.

But Abigail was too overwhelmed to think about anything else, with her heart entirely focused on Brandon.

Once they reached a safe area, she hurried to Brandon’s side to check his back, and sure enough, there were several burns. Thinking of his earlier actions, her eyes reddened, “We’re going to the hospital now, immediately.”

“Idiot, I’m fine.” Brandon looked at the slightly disheveled Abigail, who was losing her composure for the first time in front of him. She was completely different from the confident and composed person who performed surgery at the car accident scene just moments ago. His heart felt warm, and he wiped the wetness from her face with his large hand.

“Don’t wipe my eyes. I wasn’t crying. Does it hurt? Burns hurt a lot,” Abigail choked out, asking softly.

“It hurts, so let’s go home now. Once we’re home, you can check and treat me,” Brandon said with a light laugh.

Abigail didn’t budge, placing her hand on Brandon’s chest. Her mind quickly reflected his current heart condition, and confirming there were no problems, she reiterated her command, “We’re going to the hospital.”

Looking at Abigail’s stubborn demeanor, Brandon knew he couldn’t argue today. “All right then.”

The group got into the car. When Brandon sat down and accidentally tugged at his injury, he hissed in pain, making Abigail instantly tense, “Where does it hurt? Let me see?”

“Hmm,” Brandon responded quietly.

After checking and seeing the significant burn on his back, Abigail swiftly did some simple first aid.

Even so, Brandon broke out in a light sweat all over.

Looking at the man gritting his teeth beside her, Abigail couldn’t help but blame herself, “I should have listened to you from the beginning.”

For the first time, Abigail regretted saving someone.

It was also the first time she realized that other people’s lives could never outweigh the man beside her enduring even a bit of pain.

Moreover, had they not run quickly just now, it wouldn’t merely have been burns.

But before she could finish speaking, Brandon reached out and covered her lips, “You’re not allowed to say such things. You were amazing today. I’m proud of you.”

Abigail stared blankly at the man in front of her, this being the first time he had ever said such words to her. Previously, whether she was operating on a hooligan or preparing to get out of the car to save someone, Brandon always protested, even saying he hated the smell of blood. But now, even though she was drenched in it, he hadn’t frowned once.

Instead, when she first doubted her actions, he had absolutely assured her that she had done great and that he was proud of her.

Abigail’s bright, black eyes sparkled with crystalline light. She couldn’t help but stare at the previously rarely disheveled man before her, her heart beating uncontrollably fast, genuine and intense.

But Abigail didn’t panic about any of it!