CHAPTER 1004: CHAPTER 1004: HANGING BY A THREAD (8)

Gan Yuan lifted her head from his embrace and nodded toward him.

"I certainly will."

Just as the words fell, the door to the operating room was pushed open, and Dr. William hurried out.

"Duke, how much longer until the heart arrives?"

Huangfu Jue glanced at his watch. "According to the estimated time, it should be about forty more minutes."

Noticing Dr. William’s uneasy expression, he released Gan Yuan and rushed over.

"Is something wrong?"

Gan Yuan, the butler, Jessica, and others standing nearby all quickly moved to Huangfu Jue’s side, looking at Dr. William, each with anxiety rising.

With a matching heart found, everyone thought it was a good sign, but Dr. William’s sudden appearance inevitably worried them again.

Dr. William looked at the crowd, "Mr. Moses’s blood pressure and heart rate are starting to drop again, about to reach a critical point; we can’t wait any longer."

Indeed...

Everyone’s slightly lifted spirits instantly sank.

Even the little one, Gan Tang, sensed the dire situation and tugged on Huangfu Jue’s coat.

"Daddy!"

"I’ll make a call immediately." Huangfu Jue instantly took out his phone and dialed the number of Mu Yunting’s private jet carrying the heart, "This is Huangfu Jue. Connect me to the captain."

The call quickly connected to the captain, and he immediately asked in a deep voice, "How much longer until you arrive?"

"About thirty minutes or so."

Of course, this only referred to the time until landing. Adding the time from the airport to the hospital would take at least an hour.

"Can you go faster?"

"Well..." The captain hesitated, as the speed and takeoff and landing of the plane had to be coordinated with the airport and couldn’t be easily changed. "Or we can find a landing spot closer to the hospital to save some time."

Huangfu Jue pondered briefly, "Okay, I will find you a suitable landing site. Now increase the speed by 10%."

Being an Air Force veteran, he was well-versed in aviation matters. Considering factors like the private jet’s condition and the weather, a slight increase in speed was possible.

As Huangfu Jue hung up the call, Gan Yuan gripped Dr. William’s hand, "If we start the surgery now, how long until the transplant phase?"

"It will take about half an hour."

Anesthesia, incision, splitting the sternum... all these take time.

"Then start the surgery now," Gan Yuan said.

"But..." Dr. William’s tone was grave, "GAIA, there will be significant risk if we proceed. If we remove the heart for surgery and the replacement hasn’t arrived, he will die."

"This..." Gan Yuan hesitated too.

Who could guarantee the heart would arrive on time?

Outside the operating room, the air seemed to grow heavy, suffocatingly tense.

Huangfu Jue glanced at Gan Yuan’s furrowed brow, her forehead wrinkled with helplessness, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

"Prepare for surgery!"

Dr. William raised his face and looked at him.

Although Huangfu Jue’s voice was not loud, his words were filled with determination.

"Within thirty minutes, I will bring the heart back."

"Duke." Dr. William’s expression was serious, "Once we start the surgery, we can’t stop. Can you truly bring the heart back?"

He looked at Gan Yuan, then at Gan Tang...

Huangfu Jue solemnly nodded, "I promise!"