My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 1857 On The Verge Of Death

All along, Mary rarely revealed her family's situation.

Rosalie had known her for so many years and could sense that she seemed unwilling to talk more about it, so she did not ask further.

She only knew that Mary’s family was in Northwestern Somerland, and she often chatted with her mother via video call or voice note.

Of course, Rosalie also knew Mary’s mother, Aunt Wilson, and had video-called her several times. Mary took her mother's last name.

"Where's Aunt Wilson now? Is she here? I'll check on her condition first. Please give me all her charts and details. Don't jump the gun and grieve too soon. Don't forget, I’m a miracle doctor!" Rosalie urged.

Of course, Mary knew that. Rosalie's medical skills had solved many difficult and mysterious diseases. Rosalie had even saved many patients who were declared incurable by the hospital.

Moreover, her best friend had also acquired ancient medical skills.

However, Mary dared not have hope. According to her medical knowledge of so many years, her mother's illness seemed bleak.

Her mother’s heart had been gradually failing, followed by problems with other organs throughout the body that rendered her unable to recover.

Mary feared that her hope would turn into despair again.

She did not want to put a lot of pressure on Rosalie either.

"Rosie, I’ve already picked my mom up. She’s in our hospital. Let's go, I'll take you to see her."

Wiping away her tears, Mary calmed down and led Rosalie to the inpatient department.

Entering the ward, Rosalie was startled when she saw the sleeping Aunt Wilson. "Why is Aunt Wilson so thin?"

Contrary to their video call two months ago, Aunt Wilson’s entire face had shrunk tremendously. Both her eyes were deeply sunken into the eye sockets. The skin on her bare arms was thin and loose.

Mary felt a sting in her nose as her voice choked up. "That was the last video call two months ago, then my mother started to refuse video calls and kept sending voice messages. I'm so stupid! I didn't expect that she was hiding the exacerbation of her heart disease. I always thought she was stable.”

Rosalie felt a heaviness in her heart seeing how haggard Aunt Wilson had become.

She thought she could say hello to Aunt Wilson and ask how she felt.

Right now, Aunt Wilson’s deep sleep may be approaching the level of unconsciousness. Rosalie may not get the chance to ask her verbally.

Without another word, Rosalie stepped forward and began to check her meridians.

Rosalie shuddered upon contact. Aunt Wilson's skin was terrifyingly cold.

As she grasped the woman's paper-thin wrist, Rosalie's heart ached.

Her pulse was so weak that it almost disappeared.

Rosalie's heart trembled. Aunt Wilson was indeed on the verge of death.

However, Rosalie did not exclaim but turned her head to Mary. "Don't worry, Mae. There’s still a chance. Let's not disturb Aunt. Let’s go back to the office to look at the charts."

Mary nodded, gently took her mother's hand, and put it under the blanket.

The two returned to the office and began to review all the examination reports. Rosalie looked very carefully, while Mary explained that her mother had been ill for many years with good and bad days.

To prevent her mother's heart from being too strongly triggered, Mary would downplay her own emotions every time before telling her mother.

After Rosalie carefully checked all the images for half an hour, she suddenly found something wrong with the position of the heart.

"Mae, come and have a look. What's going on with this position? Why is there a small spot?" she exclaimed quickly.

Mary leaned over and looked carefully for a while, but she did not notice anything wrong.

"This should be a normal occurrence during radiography. Maybe it's a change caused by the accelerated blood flow during a certain period." Mary could not see anything amiss.

Rosalie frowned heavily. ‘Indeed, such phenomena do exist.’

However, she felt the tiny spot in Aunt Wilson's radiography seemed a little different.

The thing was, she could not pinpoint what was wrong.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!