Chapter 994: Chapter 994: Just That Arrogant (9)

Huangfu Jue took a deep breath, “He’s fine, don’t worry, I’ve arranged for Helen to come and help you. I’ll keep you posted on any developments.”

With a furrowed brow, Huangfu Jue put away his phone and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

She was about to hold a press conference. At this moment, he could help her as much as possible, but there were some things she must face herself. Right now, Huangfu Jue didn’t want Gan Yuan to be distracted by Moses’s situation.

Raising his hand, signaling for his subordinates to keep an eye on Gan Tang, he walked to the door of the hospital room, pushed it open, and entered inside.

“How’s the situation?”

Dr. William lifted his hand to remove the mask from his face, turned to look at Huangfu Jue, “The blood pressure is still dropping, Duke… it’s time to make a decision.”

So far, there has been no news about the heart. At this moment, every minute and every second of delay means more danger for Moses.

This means that a decision must be made now regarding his surgery.

“I…” Huangfu Jue furrowed his brows, staring at Moses on the hospital bed, “I don’t have the right.”

This decision would affect Moses’s life and death, along with his entire future; he was not qualified to make it.

“Then go notify GAIA.” Dr. William glanced sideways at Moses, “We really can’t wait any longer.”

“Right at this moment, it’s her critical hour.” Huangfu Jue frowned, “I can’t ask her to come back now; can we wait another hour?”

“This…” Dr. William hesitated, his gaze falling on the attending physician, Dr. Charlie, “Dr. Charlie, what do you think…”

No one can be sure what will happen in an hour, not even someone like him, who is a doctor.

Charlie gently shook his head, his tone resolute, “We can’t wait any longer, you must make a decision quickly. If you can’t make this decision, then notify Miss Gan; every minute of delay increases his chance of dying.”

Huangfu Jue frowned, silent.

Gan Yuan was about to start the press conference, and the next hour was her most critical hour. If she backed out in front of all the journalists, General Barton would seize the advantage.

But if he didn’t tell her, what would happen to Moses?

This nation is important to her, as is this man…

Sidelong glance, gazing at Moses on the pillow, Huangfu Jue was in a dilemma.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated; he took it out and glanced at the screen. Seeing the caller, his blue eyes immediately gleamed.

“Give me a minute!” Clutching his phone, he strode out of the hospital room while answering the call, “Xiaoting!”

On the other end of the line was a pleasant, gentle male voice. The caller’s name was Mu Yunting, a friend Huangfu Jue had known since childhood, now the hospital director. Previously, Huangfu Jue had also asked him for help in searching for a heart source.

“A brain-dead patient in the hospital had previously made a will to donate his organs. After the family heard about this situation, they contacted me voluntarily and expressed their willingness to donate the heart.”

“That’s great.”

“Xiaojue, don’t get too excited yet; here’s the situation. The donor’s blood type and other key metrics match the patient’s data you gave me. However, whether other aspects are a match has not yet been confirmed. My team is still conducting the final analysis, which may take about an hour to produce the final matching results. I just wanted to ask about the condition of the patient on your side.”