The Runaway Groom
Chapter 392

Chapter 392

“Come closer, and I'll tell you.”

Irene hesitated for a moment, but walked up to Isaac anyway, only forhim to reach out and pull her toward himself, firmly holding her in hisarms.

Irene’s hands pushed against his chest to keep them apart. Blushing,she whispered, “W-What are you doing?”

“Just telling you why I was laughing.”

He then leaned down to breathe flirtily into her ear, “My wit passed intoyou when we did it, don’t you think?"

Irene flushed.

How shameless could he be?!

She shot him a glare in embarrassment. “You're so... vulgar!”

Isaac chuckled. “Vulgar? Who cares, when I'm with you? We certainlywouldn't have had Tommy if we cared.”

Irene was left speechless-where did his usual noble loftiness go? Hewas just a common scoundrel now! Worried that he would keep going,she said, “Anyway, we should get an expert soon.”

“Yeah. I'll go make a call.”

Isaac just wanted a moment of respite with her to ease his mindanyway, since flirting with Irene relaxed him.

However, there was no running away from reality.

Irene took the moment to check on Tommy, who, despite his lethargy,kept calling out, “Mah-mah, mah- mah...”

She picked him up and gave him a peck on the cheek, while the babyleaned against her limply, too tired. after his fever to flail around like heusually did.

“Stick to milk for now,” Irene told Mrs. Watson just then-a fever wouldhamper appetite, so they should stick to milk and water for the timebeing.

“Yes, the doctor said as much,” Mrs. Watson replied.

Isaac then arrived after finishing his phone call. “We can go now.”

As such, Irene had to leave Tommy with Mrs. Watson, but she said,“Don’t worry-just do what you have to. I'll take good care of Tommy.”Irene nodded, then left with Isaac.

They headed to Central Hospital to meet the expert Zacharyintroduced, and the man himself was already waiting at the entrancewhen they arrived.

However, seeing Zachary reminded Irene that he was going to getmarried soon, and she felt just a little uncomfortable.

She was not going to meddle, but as a friend and fellow woman, shewas still on Lulu’s side. From their perspective, Zachary marrying sosoon after breaking up with Lulu seemed heartless.

On the other hand, Zachary appeared quite calm and asked, “Have youreceived the invitation?”

“Yeah,” Irene replied flatly.

Zachary stayed silent for a while, before saying, “See you there.”“Yeah,” Irene said, putting an arm around Isaac's just then.

Knowing that Irene and Lulu were quite close, Zachary couldunderstand why Irene was a little unfriendly and did not blame her for it.“Let's go-my colleague is waiting.”

As they entered the hospital, Irene actually felt a little emotional thatthey were here again.

She had dreamed of working here, and despite the chance she wasgiven before, she had to leave because of various matters-she couldonly hope that she still had a chance.

Soon, Zachary led them to the office of the Head of Neurology.

Before this, Irene had asked the doctor who performed the CT scan onLayla at Evenal Hospital to send the imaging of Layla's skull over, sincethe doctor would not have done so otherwise.

Once they received the imaging. Dr. Trent-the Head of Neurology-began to study the dark spot in Layla’s brian.

“Could you tell what it is? It hampered the patient's memory,” Irenesaid.

“It's almost certainly going to hamper her memory since it's positionedat the hippocampus,” Dr. Trent replied. “My observation is that it's aninhibitor chip, but anything of the like is said to still be in development,be it domestic or foreign, Not many patients would have it implantedtoo... May I meet this patient?”

Such a case was rare, and Dr. Trent was certainly eager to take Layla’scase for his research and studies.

“Would a surgery at this stage be risky?" Irene asked instead-she wasnot well-versed in neurology, and therefore needed to learn the risksinvolved in a surgery.

“Well, judging from the imaging, it is dropping further down hertemporal lobe. That would cause headaches and probably kill her soonif she doesn’t undergo any surgery anyway.”

That was a specialist for you-getting to the point straightaway.

“What are the chances of success for a surgery?” Irene asked, sinceStephen Carr was not a specialist.. There was every chance he couldhave mispositioned the inhibitor chip, and he had already performed atfollow-up surgery on Layla.

A specialist would have placed the chip squarely in the right spot withno chance of it being dislocated later. However, Mick Gooding was soworried that others would replace out that he picked Stephen because thelatter was a friend, even though he was making a cardiologist performneurosurgery.

“That would have to wait until I see the patient,” Dr. Trent replied,clearly not taking any chances by saying. anything definitive.

“Thank you,” Irene said, and left the hospital.

It was only after they left Dr. Trent's office when Zacahary finally asked,“Who's the patient? Is she someone special?”