How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 681

The staff over in Obstetrics moved quickly. Elias barely had time to catch his breath after carrying Elodie into the operating suite and making sure she was settled.

He noticed the IV still taped to her arm. Pulling it out carefully, he pressed a cotton swab to the spot. Most of the medication was still in the syringe—it hadn’t all been administered. That was probably the root of Elodie’s problem.

Clutching the syringe, he stepped into the corridor just as two foreign doctors hurried toward him, arriving even faster than he’d expected.

This private hospital was renowned worldwide, famous for its discretion. Most patients here were either wealthy or influential, and the facility routinely employed top international specialists.

Now, Elodie was an emergency.

Every available doctor was being pulled in.

Elias didn’t know either of these doctors personally, but they’d already finished scrubbing in.

Just as he was about to leave, he paused and glanced back at them. “The specialist this patient booked—she’s not available today?”

He spoke in English.

One of the doctors nodded, “She needs an urgent procedure—everyone else is tied up, but don’t worry. It’s a straightforward operation.”

Elias didn’t bother to explain that Elodie’s was a sudden complication, not a routine case. He just stepped out.

Judging by the circumstances, Elodie’s pregnancy… had started to slip away.

Maybe there was a slim chance of saving it, but Elodie had already scheduled the procedure. Now, with this crisis—

It meant—

Her pregnancy would soon be over.

The operating room doors closed with a soft thud.

Elias stared at the illuminated sign above the door, then pulled out his phone and dialed Naylor Whitaker.

Naylor had just finished work and answered on the first ring. “Hey, man! Off early today?”

Elias didn’t waste time. “Do you have contact info for Ms. Mercer at VistaLink Technologies? Send me her number—I need to talk to her.”