Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 1672

"They're still working on it."

Quentin replied.

"How long has he been in there?"

Sean glanced at the closed door of the emergency room.

"It's been three hours."

Quentin said with a wry smile.

'Three hours!

'Three hours, and he's still unconscious? He's not out of the woods yet?'

Just then, Quentin's daughter, Shania, walked over and said with slightly red eyes, "Mr. Lennon, is my bodyguard... Uriah going to die?"

"Do you want him dead?"

Sean asked in reply.

"Of course not. He got hurt trying to save me..."

Shania's eye sockets got even redder.

"Then he's not going to die."

Sean said earnestly.

Then Sean headed for the emergency room door with Zander right behind him.

The emergency room door was automatic. As soon as Sean came to the door, the emergency room door opened automatically, and what was going on in the emergency room was revealed to Sean.

It was called an emergency room but was no different than a surgery room.

Under the surgical lamp, Uriah lay ghastly pale with his eyes closed on the operating table. His chest was barely moving, and he wore an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.

Quentin at the doorway had no idea how good Sean was, but he had faith in Sean.

After all, many had happened since Sean arrived in Dorodo, but Sean had never once let him down.

"Let me try. I might be able to cure him."

Sean came to the operating table and said to the hospital director.

The hospital director frowned even deeper. He tried to bite his tongue but eventually failed. He snapped, "Are you kidding? Are you a doctor? Do you have a medical license? It's a matter of life and death. Who's going to be responsible if you kill him?"

"I will."

Sean replied immediately.

"That sounds nice. Can you handle the responsibility?"

The hospital retorted unceremoniously.