Chapter 615
Romeo watched as she lifted her slender neck, taking sips from her cup, his heart aching more with every drink.
Already uncomfortable from her period, she still had to drink this crap. It was too much.
He decided he’d check later to see which manufacturer produced it to see if it could be improved. He couldn’t bear to see his girlfriend suffering like this. Once she finished drinking, Romeo took the cup and placed it aside, whispering, “Why not use it? Is it too cool or too hot?”
“It’s a bit heavy and uncomfortable on my stomach.”
“Then let me warm you up.” Romeo gently caressed her lower abdomen and asked, “Is this better?”
Arabella wanted to say his hand was too cold, less warm than the hot–water bottle. But seeing his earnest effort, she nodded her head in the end.
His eyes didn’t miss the expression on her face. Romeo thought for a moment and placed his hand on his stomach. He realized his palm temperature wasn’t warm enough, despite the clothing.
He grabbed the hot–water bottle again, warming his hands first before placing them on Arabella’s abdomen.
“Is this better than before?”
Seeing his sincere inquiry, Arabella felt warmth in her heart-
He could catch and comprehend every single expression and glance from her.
“Yeah, much better,” Arabella replied with a smile.
“I have some painkillers that the doctor said can help if the pain gets too intense.”
Just then, Arabella’s phone started to vibrate. Romeo stood up and said, “I’ll get it.”
The phone screen flashed. It was a call from Caden.
Seeing that name, Romeo hesitated. Was this guy always calling Arabella? For what reason at this late hour? Did he think Arabella was alone at school without her fiancé?
Arabella noticed Romeo seemed a bit angry when he handed over the phone. Seeing the caller ID, she couldn’t help but laugh.
She picked up the call in front of Romeo.
“Arabella, are you busy?” Caden’s voice came through: “Are you tired recently?”
“I’m fine.” Arabella replied, glancing at Romeo and feeling more amused. “What’s up?”
“There’s a difficult patient at the hospital. Can you come and take a look?”
“Now?”
Upon hearing this, Romeo instantly shot her a warning look: You dare go on a date this late? Just try it!
“Can you make it? The patient has a headache, dizziness, facial paralysis, and left–side weakness. After examination, we found a plaque deep in the middle cerebral artery and two aneurysms about to rupture.”
Arabella realized the gravity of the situation. Both plaque and aneurysms could lead to disability or even death.
Their simultaneous occurrence could potentially result in cerebral hemorrhage and ischemic stroke.
“The problem is that the patient’s right M1 segment of the middle cerebral artery is severely narrowed with M2 branch stenosis. After intensive medical treatment, the cerebral infarction still recurs. The interventional treatment is difficult and risky, and the long–term effect of the stent is not good.”
Unaware of Romeo’s jealousy, Caden continued explaining the case: “The only solution right now is to perform intracranial vascular reconstruction to improve cerebral ischemia, which might reduce the risk of severe cerebral infarction.”
Romeo didn’t understand their conversation. He only knew Caden had been talking for a while, and Arabella had no intention to hang up. He even took her hand, a displeased look on his face.
Arabella understood. To perform surgery and clear the blocked cerebral vessels, the plaque inside the vessels must be removed manually first, a bightly difficult
process.
The M2 segment was located deep in the lateral fissure of the brain, with extremely limited operational space, about the size of a finger.
Moreover, the diameter of the middle cerebral artery was less than 3 millimeters. To completely remove the plaque and suture the vessels, microsurgery required magnification of more than a dozen times under a microscope, demanding high precision from surgical instruments and the surgeon’s skills.
The doctors at the hospital clearly lacked such capabilities.
Caden were to operate alone, the risk would undoubtedly be high..
