Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3440 Unsuitable For Transplantation

Hera heard that Luca had returned and immediately went to find Shanks. She narrowed her eyes.

That woman went to see Shanks. Could she be talking about her?

The thought made Hera uneasy. She had a nagging feeling that something was wrong with her medical report.

However, when they left the medical center earlier, Abel asked Luca when the report would be ready, and she said it would be available tomorrow.

Hera turned to Gerald and said, "Take these back for me first."

"Alright." Gerald carried the bags as he walked away. He could not help but wonder what exactly Hera bought. These bags were really heavy!

Only after Gerald went upstairs did Hera slowly make her way up as well.

Her room was on the third floor, but she stopped when she reached the second floor. She glanced around to make sure no one was watching before heading toward the laboratory. The door was closed.

Instead of knocking, Hera pressed her ear against it, trying to eavesdrop.noveldrama

However, the laboratory was specially built by people hired by Shanks. It was not only soundproof but also fireproof and waterproof, ensuring that his experiments would not be easily destroyed.

Luca stood nearby after handing her phone to Shanks.

Shanks looked at the screen, his brows furrowing together.

"Have the other reports come in?" asked Shanks.

"Not yet. Some will probably take until tomorrow. But from the results we have so far, it's clear that Hera isn't a suitable organ donor. Mr. Shanks, what should we do now?" asked Luca.

She was asking whether they should inform Abel.

Shanks handed the phone back to her and then stared at the microscope beside him. He was deep in thought.

He was not Abel, and he had no emotional attachment to Kassy.

To him, there was never a need to take organs from a living person for the transplant. If it were not for Abel's stubbornness, he would not have agreed to it in the first place.

Hera's body was indeed unsuitable for donating organs to Kassy at the moment.

"Let me think about it," replied Shanks.

Luca nodded and was about to leave when she heard him give another instruction. "There's prepared IV fluid over there. Go hang it up for the patient."

"Okay," replied Luca.

She picked up the bag of IV fluid and opened the door, only to find Hera standing right

outside.

Luca looked at her in surprise.

Hera did not expect the door to suddenly open either. She had been leaning against it, relying on it for support. She nearly lost her balance when the door opened.

She grabbed the doorframe just in time to stop herself from falling.

The IV fluid in Luca's hands nearly dropped due to Hera's sudden movement. Luca quickly took a step back, securing the fluid to prevent any mishap.

If Hera had knocked it over, Shanks would definitely be furious.

When Shanks was angry, Hera's future would be nothing but darkness.

And if she could not be a donor for Kassy, Abel would make her life a living hell.

"Ms. Sanchez, what are you doing here?" Luca frowned, feeling helpless. Hera's situation was already dangerous. Could she stop making things worse?

It was one thing for Hera to ignore warnings before, but now, she was even eavesdropping and had nearly ruined the medication.

"I-I came to find you," Hera stammered.

Luca's lips curved into a half-smile. She came to find her?

"Then why didn't you knock?" asked Luca.

"I just got here and was about to knock, but you suddenly opened the door without any warning! Do you know how easily that could have hurt someone?" Hera shifted all the blame

onto Luca.

"Oh? It's the first time I've seen someone knock with their ear pressed against the door." Luca exposed her without hesitation and did not bother arguing further. "What do you want?"

"I'm feeling a little unwell and want you to check on me." Hera casually made up an excuse. "It's all your fault! If you hadn't made me go through so many medical tests, I wouldn't be feeling this way."

Luca glanced back at Shanks.

He did not seem to be paying attention to their conversation. He was just staring at the microscope.

This expression of his was rare, but every time she saw it, it meant something was puzzling him.

Over the years on the Island of Despair, Luca had come to understand Shanks' habits. Whenever he was deep in thought, he liked to stare into the microscope. It was as though he was searching for answers in that tiny world.

Luca withdrew her gaze and replied, "If you're not feeling well, go back to your room and wait for me. I need to administer an IV drip to the volunteer first."

"Fine." Hera clapped her hands nonchalantly and walked toward the stairs, pretending not to care.

Luca shook her head and shut the laboratory door.

Shanks needed to be alone with his thoughts right now. This time, his thoughts involved

Hera's life.

She then made her way to the patient's room. He was already out of bed and slowly moving

along the wall, taking careful steps.

"Someone's here, right?" he asked.

Luca answered, "It's me. Did you hear my footsteps?"

"No, but I can vaguely make out some dark shadows," he replied.

"It's time for your IV drip." Luca was not surprised that his vision was slowly returning. She

set the tray down and began preparing for the drip.

"Alright." The patient groped along the wall, trying to find his way back to the bed. The man watching over him reached out, trying to help him.

Sensing his movement, the patient said, "Sir, let me try on my own."

The man let go.

Luca watched as the patient carefully navigated his way toward her while feeling along the

wall. She smiled.

Even people who could not see still had a sense of direction.

In fact, compared to sighted individuals who closed their eyes, blind people often had a

stronger spatial awareness.

Besides, the patient had been here for a long time. He was already familiar with the layout. Given enough time, he could find his way back to the bed.

Luca waited patiently.

Only when the patient finally sat down did she proceed with the drip.

"Ms. Craw," the patient called her name.

"Yes?"

"You and Mr. Shanks are good people. Once I'm better, I'm totally taking you guys out for a meal. No backing out." His voice was filled with hope for the future.

Many doctors had told him his condition was permanent. Hence, when he first arrived, he had little to no expectations. Now, not only could he walk, but he could also see light again. To him, Luca and Shanks were nothing short of lifesavers.

"I'd be happy to go, but as for Mr. Shanks, you might have to persuade him yourself. He's much more interested in research and experiments than in eating out," Luca joked as she injected the fluid into the IV port and adjusted the drip speed before leaving the room.

Glancing down the hallway, she noticed that Hera had already left.

She then reentered the lab.

"Mr. Shanks, I've administered the IV drip," reported Luca.

"Okay." Shanks' voice was low and distant.

Luca could tell he was still deep in thought, so she decided to leave quietly to avoid

disturbing him.

Just as her hand reached for the doorknob, Shanks suddenly spoke.

"How well do you understand Abel?"

She froze for a moment before replying, "I wouldn't say I know him well. If anyone does, it

would be you, Mr. Shanks."

"That's true." Shanks nodded. His piercing blue eyes locked onto her. "But I'd like to hear

your thoughts on this."

"Sure." Luca straightened up, ready to listen.