Chapter 132 The Fallout Could Be Worse

Emily stayed in the hospital all afternoon. She read every scan and note in Edward's chart, and the conclusion matched Jonathan's—only a heart transplant could extend his life. Emily leaned back and rubbed her brow. She couldn't help but think of Edward's warm smile. Over the past few years, he had been the only one who'd treated her like family. She couldn't just stand by and watch him die. She grabbed the phone and dialed the director's office. "Dr. Strebelle, please convene an emergency meeting with all doctors at or above department head level from both cardiology and cardiothoracic surgery." … Half an hour later, the tenth floor conference room was full. All the hospital's heavy hitters were there, including Adrain. Emily presented Edward's condition on the screen, and with each new slide, expressions turned grim. Everyone knew how dire it was. "Right now, medication is only a stopgap," she said. "If we want to extend his life, the only viable option is a heart transplant