Chapter 760

Beads of sweat glistened on Vivian Laurent's forehead as she stood over the operating table.

Nathan Clementson arrived with the medical team in haste.

"Junior!" Nathan rushed forward.

Vivian didn't look up. "Did you bring all the instruments?"

"Everything's here." He swiftly unlatched the medical case.

Under Vivian's skilled hands, the little girl's leg was saved.

But a harsher truth awaited the child—her parents had perished in the car crash.

Sirens wailed in the distance as firefighters cleared the wreckage.

Surveillance footage showed a private car suddenly accelerating as the cause.

Vivian had chosen to treat the girl first—the truck driver's injuries were less severe.

She couldn't resurrect the dead, only fight for those who still had hope.

By the time the girl was loaded into the ambulance, Vivian's hands were stained crimson.

The summer sun made her vision blur after crouching for so long.

Nausea surged without warning. She stumbled to the roadside and retched.

A warm hand steadied her back.

"Thanks," Vivian murmured weakly.

She looked up into fathomless dark eyes.

"Ethan Roscente?" Her eyes widened. "Where's Theo?"

"Still abroad." He twisted open a water bottle and held it to her lips.

Blood coated her fingers, forcing her to drink from his hand.

The water rinsed away the stains but not the metallic scent clinging to her skin.

Ethan studied her pallor. "Stomach acting up again? You need a check-up."

"No." She averted her gaze. "You left Theo alone overseas?"

Droplets trailed down her fingertips, scattering prismatic light in the sun.