Chapter: 245

"Go to hell with me!" the man whispered coldly, his words a haunting echo.

Joanna's stomach hurt sharply, and her face turned as white as a sheet. She had a deep cut on her belly from which blood was flowing out quickly. This made her feel dizzy and unsteady.

The man pulled out the knife, and drops of bright red blood dripped from it. He had a crazy grin and yelled, “Die! Die with me!"

Right after those words, the man put the knife to his own throat and slashed deeply. Blood spurted from his neck, and the knife clattered to the ground.

He dropped to his knees, his eyes filled with a longing for life and a desire to see his family again... "Dad, mom, I'm on my way to join you..."

He fell, with blood pooling around him, and people around started screaming.

Joanna slowly began to fall. A ringing in her ears blurred all other sounds. In a daze, she thought she saw Norah rushing toward her, wrapping her in an embrace.

Norah looked serious as she yelled for medical assistance, "Bring the surgical trolley over! Now!"

Norah pressed down hard on Joanna's wound, her hands quickly becoming covered in blood. Without a moment's hesitation, she pushed Joanna onto the cart and hurried her into the surgery room.

"We need to start the operation immediately!"

The bright lights of the surgery room flickered on.

Before long, the Andrews family rushed to the hospital upon hearing what had happened.

Darwin Andrews, Joanna's dad, was furious. “Wasn't Joanna supposed to be at the training facility? What on earth happened?"

Bryson, overcome with frustration, shattered a chair and said, “I had no idea Joanna had come back! She must have gone to the hospital to see Norah right after she got back!"

Raina Andrews, Joanna's mom, was beside herself with worry. "We have no clue how Joanna is. People there said the kitchen knife went right in, and blood was everywhere. That man died right there, and Joanna's fighting for her life."

Bryson stopped a nurse in her tracks and asked, “Can you tell me what department Norah, the surgeon in charge, works in?"

Bryson was clueless about Norah's medical expertise and her department. Learning that Norah was leading the surgery only added to his anxiety.

"Dr. Wilson is part of the Cardiac Surgery Department."

Bryson felt a wave of disappointment. He worried that doctors from the Cardiac Surgery Department might not be the best choice for handling trauma operations.

Raina, tears streaming down her face, grasped Bryson's hand. “Bryson, Norah wouldn't put Joanna in harm's way, would she?"

Bryson's voice was rough as he responded, “No, she definitely wouldn't!"

Bryson was aware that Norah and Joanna were very close friends. He was confident that Norah wouldn't endanger Joanna. He had faith in Norah's decision to take on the surgery.

"Mom, dad, you know Norah is Joanna's most trusted and admired friend.

They've been friends for such a long time. Why would she do anything to risk Joanna's life? Try not to worry too much. Everything's going to be alright." Even though Bryson tried to reassure them, he himself was filled with doubts. His hands were clenched together, and he was sweating a lot.