CHAPTER 6.

Camilla's POV.

I knew I was running out of time. It was either going to be George or Lawrence.

After everything that transpired between us, it would be natural for me to let Lawrence go. After all, this was the man who broke my heart, I could still vividly remember the betrayal.

My hands gripped tightly on the car door trying to come up with the best solution. My son needs me but so does Lawrence and from the looks of things he must be in a Critical condition.

I had no intentions of forgiving him but still, he was George and Mira's father. I wondered how they'd feel if they ever found out I let their father die over some past grudge.

Whatever my reasons were, I had a patient under my care who needed medical attention, and let him go against everything about my profession.

I exhaled taking a deep breath and I opened the door and hurried inside my car. I fastened the keys turned up the engine and drove to the hospital with the speed of lightning.

"Camilla, thank God You've arrived. I was beginning to think you were not going to come." Dr Andrew said tailing after me the moment I arrived at the hospital.

I didn't answer him because I was too anxious. When he didn't get a response he continued.

"The director is in a dire condition I just hope we are not too late."

"What's the situation?" I asked curiously with my eyes scanning through the hallway desperately searching for Lawrence's room.

"The director is unconscious. his heart rate is dropping drastically." Andrew turned to meet my gaze as we continued to walk down the hall"I don't think he might survive the night. We need to act fast." Andrew's voice was firm but had a tone of urgency.

My heart pounding against my chest causing me to quicken my pace, praying I wasn't too late to save his life.

I turned the door knob and I was met with an unconscious figure. It looked as though he was even more pale than the last time I saw him.

I forced the lump down my throat reaching out to him.

My mind raced with worry but I pushed aside my emotions to focus on my work as a doctor.

"Outside the prescription I gave has anyone attended to him just in case this is an allergy incident," I asked hastily turning to Dr Andrew.

"I doubt. I made sure your prescriptions were adhered to with all efficiency." Dr Andrew huffed and I could tell he was frustrated"This is the director's life we are talking about."

"How could this happen." I muttered reaching forward, checking his pulse" he was fine before I left."

My eyes popped out from their socket when the machine started beeping fast indicating that his vitals were unstable and he was in danger.

"Camilla what do we do," Andrew said with haste.

I was freaked out but I had to remain calm push my emotions aside and focus on the task at hand.

My mind racing with possible treatments. I quickly instructed the nurse to start preparing the necessary equipment.

"Let's start with securing the airway." Locking the eye with Andrew I said to him" Intubate the patient while I monitor his oxygen saturation."

Dr Andrew swiftly inserted the endotracheal tube, ensuring that the patient's airway was secure.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I watched the oxygen levels stabilize on the monitor.

"Now, let's focus on their circulation," I said turning my gaze back to Lawrence.

"I'll start an IV line while you assess his blood pressure." I turned to one of the nurses.

Taking a deep breath I skillfully inserted the IV and I placed my hand on Lawrence's wrist, feeling for a pulse.

I furrowed a brow feeling concerned that the treatment did not have the kind of effects I was expecting.

"His blood pressure is dropping. We need to administer fluids and consider blood transfusions." I yelled to the nurses with me

One of the nurses gave a nod grabbing bags of saline and blood from the nearby cart. Together, they worked seamlessly, administering fluids while I monitored the patient's response.

"His blood pressure is stabilizing," I said out loud and I could feel the relief everyone felt instantly.

"You truly are a miracle worker." Dr Andrew said to me and I could sense a hint of pride in his voice.

"Honestly we are really lucky to have you."He places a hand on my shoulders giving me a warm smile.

I returned the smile giving him a nod and acknowledging his kind words.

"It's fine, you don't have to thank me Dr Andrew I was just doing my job."

"You're young, dedicated, smart, and intelligent this hospital is blessed to have you working with us ."

"We need you here Camila, is going abroad really worth it? you're so good that I don't want to lose such a talented and meticulous doctor." Andrew continued and I felt a pang of guilt.

I was never one to share my problems with others and I had no I had tension of doing that now.

With this whole thing traveling abroad might not be the best option because I had yet to figure out what was wrong with George and Lawrence was still in a life-threatening situation.

"Andrew you give me too much credit It was a team effort and I'm glad we were able to make a difference," I explained to Andrew.

"I'll order an immediate CT scan to identify any further complications," Andrew said to me.

"That's a great idea. Keep me posted." I replied.

Andrew gestured to one of the nurses, who quickly wheeled Lawrence to the scanning room, my eyes fixed on Lawrence's pale face.

I waited for the results praying that there was not going to be anything serious that was wrong with him.

The door to the scan room opened and Andrew gazed at me.

"Scan results are in, Camila." He said with a sober expression and I felt the panic against my throat.

"Is everything okay with him?" I asked trying to keep my heart steady.

Dr Andrew ignored my words and passed me the scan results.

My eyes scanned through the images, and my heart immediately sank.

"Internal bleeding." I muttered then I turned to Dr Andrew. “We have to get him to surgery."