bChapter /bb159: /bbMarcus /bbin /bbCritical Danger /b

Chapter 159: Marcus in Critical Danger

(Elena ckwood’s POV)

My ears rang with a deafening buzz, making it impossible to hear the surrounding voices clearly. My consciousness gradually awakened, feeling as if my entire body was suspended in mid–air with my visionpletely inverted.

The car had flipped upside down. Liquid continuously leaked from the fuel tank, filling the air with a heavy, acrid odor that burned my nostrils.

When I fully regained consciousness, Marcus’s blood–covered face appeared before my eyes. Terror shot through me like ice water.

“Marcus,” I called out desperately. My ears still rang so loudly I couldn’t even hear my own voice clearly.

I reached out to shake the Alpha who was trapped motionless in the driver’s seat. Pain shot through my arm as I forced myself to move, first unbuckling my own seatbelt with trembling fingers.

After adjusting my body position in the cramped space, I patted his cheeks frantically. “Marcusb, /bwake up, don’t fall asleep, you-b” /b

My gaze frozepletely. Arge ss fragment had pierced through one side of his chest, protruding like a deadly de.

His dark shirt had long been soaked through with blood. The metallic smell mixed with gasoline made my stomach lurch.

As the smell inside the car became increasingly unbearable, I didn’t dare think about what might happen next. The fuel leak was getting worse by the second.

I pulled off his seatbelt with shaking hands. But because the driver’s side had taken the brunt of the collision, his legs werepletely trapped by the crushed seat.

No matter how hard I pulled, I couldn’t move him at all.

Gritting my teeth against the pain, I grabbed the emergency hammer and smashed the passenger window. ss shards scattered as I manually forced open the door and crawled out of the wreckage.

At that moment, ba /bpassing vehicle stopped on the roadside. A couple got out quickly, their faces filled with concern and rm.

The she–wolf immediately took out her phone to call for an ambnce. Her mate rushed forward to help me bout /bof the car.

b“/bbThe /bcar is leaking fuel, get away from the vehicle quickly!” the man warned urgently, grabbing bmy /bbarm/b.

“There’s still someone in the car, I have to save him!” I remained surprisingly calm bdespite /bbthe chaos/b, bmy /bbmedical /btraining taking over.

I looked at the man desperately. “Do you have ba /bbcar /bbjack/bb?/bb” /b

“We bhave /bbone /bin our bcar/b!” he breplied without /bbhesitation/b.

Chapter 159: Marcus in Cr….

“Thank you!” I took bthe /bbcar /bjack from him and without a moment’s pause, returned bto /bbthe /bboverturned /bbvehicle/bb. /b

The fuel smell was getting stronger. Time was running out before this became a death trap.

I used the jack to separate the front of the car from the driver’s seat, creating just enough bspace /bbto /bmaneuver. The metal groaned and protested under the pressure.

Then I hooked my hands under Marcus’s arms and tried to drag him out while carefully avoiding bany /bpressure on his chest cavity. The ss fragment couldn’t be disturbed or it might cause even more damage.

The couple hesitated for only two we managed to move him to

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before gritting their teeth anding forward to help. Together, hoped was a safe distance.

Just as we cleared the immediate area, the car exploded into mes behind us. The heat wave knocked bus /bforward, and I threw myself over Marcus to shield him from flying debris.

The ambnce and pack enforcement vehicles arrived at the scene within minutes. I knelt beside Marcus

the entire time, channeling every ounce of my healing abilities into him.

But I quickly discovered that his injurin

were far too severe for my powers alone. The damage was beyond

what I could repair without proper medical equipment.

One of the medical personnel who stepped out of the ambnce recognized me immediately. “Healer…

Healer Elena?b” /b

I had no time for pleasantries or exnations. “He has foreign objects in his chest cavity and has lost too much blood. He needs immediate emergency treatment!”

My voice was sharp with professional authority despite my emotional state.

With the enforcement vehicle leading the way, sirens wailing, the ambnce reached the hospital emergency

department in just ten minutes. Every second felt like an eternity.

Marcus was fitted with a breathing mask. Both his blood pressure and pulse readings were dangerously low,

the monitors beeping ominously.

The medical staff immediately arranged for a priority channel, heading straight to the emergency healing

bay. I ran alongside the gurney, my hand never leaving his arm,

I stood outside the emergency healing bay afterward, my mindpletely unsettled. My entire body trembled uncontrobly from shock and adrenaline.

“Elena!” Director Henry Baker rushed over after hearing the news. His eyes widened when he saw my disheveled appearance. “Are you injured toob?/bb” /b

“Mine are just minor injuries,” I replied, my lips dry and my face pale as death. “He’s hurt much worse than me. I can’t be sure whether that piece of ss damaged his heart…”

The irony wasn’t lost on me. We were just on our way to sever our mate bond when this happened.

I never imagined such a thing would ur. If I hadn’t woken up during the crash, or if we hadn’t encountered that helpful couple, we probably would have died in that bident/b.

Director Baker said calmly, though I could see the worry in his eyes. “I’ve already bcontacted /bbthe /bbbest /bbsurgeon /bHe’s on his way here. The urgent matter now is to bfirst /bdetermine the bextent /bbof /bbhis /bbinjuries/bb./bb” /b

bI /bnodded in a daze, feeling disconnected bfrom /bbreality/b.

Chapter 159. Marcus in Cr

The emergency healing bay door opened with a soft whoosh. The attending healer emerged, his expression

grave.

“Director Baker,” he said formally.

“How is his condition?” Baker asked immediately.

“The Alpha’s situation is very urgent right now. We need to perform a pericardiotomy to relieve the tamponade, control the bleeding, and rapidly replenish blood volume. Otherwise, he could go into shock at any moment.”

The healer paused, looking troubled. “However, we still need the relevant examination procedures, or the surgeon won’t dare to operate…”

I frowned deeply. “There probably isn’t time for procedural examinations. And if his condition requires another move, his injuries might…”

“We won’t follow procedures for now,” Director Baker interrupted with firm resolve. “If there are questions from above, I’ll take responsibility. Even if I have to stop being director, saving lives is more important.”

He waved his hand decisively. “I’ve already contacted Dr. Scott ifrom /ithe Northern Territory Medical Academy. He’s a cardiovascr specialist, and he’ll perform this surgery.”

Soon after, Dr. Scott arrived at the emergency healing bay. He moved with practiced efficiency, changing into surgical clothes while Director Baker briefed him on the situation.