A One Night Stand With My Boss ( Maia Sanchez )
Chapter 272

"Claire's condition suddenly worsened..." came Cole's heavy voice over the phone. "She's been rushed to the ICU."

Camila froze. The shock exploded in her ears and spread to every cell in her body.

Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face, and her hands trembled so much that she could hardly hold her phone. "She was fine during the day... How could this happen..."

She hung up the phone, hurriedly dressed, and dashed out the door. When she arrived at the hospital, it was already deep into the night. She rushed towards the ICU.

The hallway outside the ward was brightly lit, but her heart was engulfed in darkness.

"Cami..." Cole called out to Camila with a hoarse voice as he saw her. He sat on a bench nearby, looking exhausted, and his eyes were red with strain.

Craig leaned silently against the wall, not saying a word.

Through the glass window of the ward, Camila saw her mother lying on the bed. Her body was connected to various tubes and machines.

Her complexion was as pale as paper, and her eyes were tightly shut, as if she had lost all vitality.

Camila's heart clenched instantly, and tears slid uncontrollably down her cheeks. She quickly approached the doctor, anxiously asking, "Doctor, what exactly is going on with my mom?"

The doctor looked at Camila, then at Cole, and sighed, "She has severe pneumonia. Her condition deteriorated very quickly, leading to respiratory difficulties and unconsciousness..." His voice trailed off, growing deeper.

It felt like a sledgehammer had struck Camila's heart; she felt dizzy.

She tightly grasped the doctor's hand, and her voice was trembling. "Please, you must save my mom. No matter the cost, whatever it takes, I'm willing!"

The doctor looked at her with a mix of sympathy and helplessness in his eyes. "Right now, she's having a very hard time breathing and can only rely on a ventilator. We'll do our best."

Camila nodded.

She moved to the window of the ward, looking at her mother lying there quietly, then collapsed to the floor.

Craig quickly went over to help her

up. "You

hed to be strong, Camila,"

he said softly. "Your mom needs you. You can't fall now."

"I know. I can't fall." Camila's voice trembled.

At that moment, a nurse approached, asking, "Who is the family member? Please come over for the payment process."

"I am," Camila responded.

"Ms. Claire has severe pneumonia,

nét

respiratory failure, and cardiac hypoxia, and can only survive with the help of a ventilator," the doctor explained.

He paused, then continued, "The daily treatment costs are between $4,000 and $4,500, and the

treatment will cost tens of

thousands in total. You need to be

prepared and start gathering funds

quickly."

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"I have money! Please, use the best medications for my mom, no matter the cost!" Camila asserted firmly.

The doctor nodded, "We'll do our best."

Camila approached the payment desk. "Please deposit $22,000 for the treatment upfront. I'll cover the rest."

It was all her savings. Just six months ago, she couldn't even afford a day's treatment.

Craig also took out his phone. "I have $11,000 in my account. Let's use it too."

Camila turned to Craig, knowing that this amount was significant for him. With tears in her eyes, she murmured, "Thank you."

Craig gently patted her shoulder, signaling that no thanks were necessary.

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