Chapter 2782

"What about you?” Mike looked at Elliot, “You have a gastric ulcer. Your wife ought to feel bad for you if

you don’t eat when you eventually get sick.”

When Mike said this, Layla immediately looked at them.

“Let’s eat!” Layla was afraid that if she didn’t eat, the others would follow suit.

She was still young, so it’s acceptable to experience temporary hunger, but Eric’s parents were also

ageing and her father had a gastric ulcer.

After a brief lunch, everyone continued to wait outside the operating room.

“Take it easy, the operation will definitely be fine.” Mike leaned against the window, seeing them all

looking solemn and depressed, so he advised them, “This is Bridgedale’s top private hospital, and the

surgeon is from Bridgedale, the most skilled heart surgeon. Bridgedale’s medical level is world-class. Is

it possible that this operation will fail?”

Layla heard this and interrupted him: “Uncle Mike, my mother always said you have a crow’s mouth.”

Mike: “???”

Layla: “So don’t talk about it. The more you talk about it, the more nervous I get.”

Mike scratched his head in embarrassment: “Okay, I don’t say it. But your mother told me that it was a

long time ago, how do you still remember?”

Layla: “I don’t have amnesia. I may not remember things before I was five years old, but I still have

memories of things after I was a little older. You used to have a crow’s mouth, and my mother always

said you.”

Mike : “I’m not a crow’s mouth anymore.”

Layla: “Then don’t say it. If you have to talk, then say something else.”

Mike put his arms around his chest and his chin in the other. After thinking for a while, he asked : “After

his surgery, will you go back to Aryadelle or stay in Bridgedale?”

“I can’t go back to Aryadelle. I’ll stay here first after his surgery. I’ll wait to see how he recovers before

returning to Aryadelle.” Layla replied without thinking.

“So you haven’t been working for a while?” Mike asked.

“I can work from home. I know that I am the boss of the Tate Industries now, so you don’t need to

remind me.” Layla said. She had been under a lot of pressure recently.

On the one hand, she was worried about Eric’s surgery, and on the other hand, she had to find time to

deal with the company’s affairs.

Even if she was not employed by the company, the heads of all departments would report to her.

“Aren’t you worried that you are too tired?” Mike looked distressed.

Layla: “I’m not tired. As long as the operation is successful, I won’t be tired no matter how busy I am.”

An hour later, the operating room’s overhead lights suddenly stopped.

The surgery was over.

After a while, the door of the operating room opened slowly, and Eric was transferred to the intensive

care unit for monitoring and treatment.

Layla only glanced at Eric hastily.

Eric was in a coma, breathing oxygen, had a pale face, closed eyes, and was lying on a hospital bed.

He had to remain in the intensive care unit without any visitors until he woke up.

Fortunately, heart transplant surgery usually woke up within 24 hours. This time, he won’t be in

intensive care for long.

When Elliot saw Avery coming out, he immediately stepped forward.

“The operation goes well.” Avery’s heart sank, “He ought to be able to wake up at the latest tomorrow,

barring any mishaps.”

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

“Honey, you’ve worked hard. I’ll take you to dinner.” Elliot held Avery’s hand, knowing that she must be

very hungry now.