"Mr. Schultz!! Mr. Schultz!" In a panic, Alec reached out, catching Jarrod just in time.

Jarrod, almost six feet two inches tall with a hefty build, had passed out.

With every bit of strength, Alec rushed to get Jarrod into the car.

They got to the hospital soon after.

Seeing Jarrod's pale complexion, the doctor urgently said, “Quick, get him to the emergency room now!"

Inside the operating room, Jarrod was on the surgery table, twitching without control, as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, a distressing sight.

After examining him, the doctor announced, “He's coughing up blood, has severe muscle spasms, swollen legs, and is struggling to breathe...

It's heart failure, resulting from his previous chronic lung disease!

Where's his family? They need to sign the critical condition form immediately!"

Suddenly, the assistant nurse shouted, “Doctor, he's got no pulse!”

And then, a piercing sound cut through the silence.

Next to the surgery table, the medical monitor tracking Jarrod's vitals emitted a long, chilling beep.

Alec, standing outside, felt shocked by what the nurse said.

Jarrod hadn't taken great care of himself, yet he was generally healthy, aside from the previous infection of pneumonia.

Alec never imagined Nicole's few words could endanger Jarrod's life.

In a daze, Alec asked the nurse, "I'm his assistant. Is it possible for me to sign the form for him?"

The nurse seriously answered, "This is a matter of life and death, so you'd better inform his family to sign it."

“But Mr. Schultz doesn't have any relatives.”

The nurse asked in confusion, "Isn't he married?"

Alec simply shook his head.