The doctor roared, "Call the traffic police to clear the way and speed things up! Get the hospital ready for surgery immediately; the patient's condition is critical."
But three calls the nurse made to the hospital were rejected.
Her eyes reddened with anger. "Why? Isn't Dr. Terra Mr. Alvarez's fiancée? How can he allocate all the resources to a woman who hasn't even scratched her?"
She choked back tears, unable to continue, "Dr. Terra is dying."
The entire ambulance crew fell silent.
They all knew that in the hospitals under the Alvarez Group, a private, VIP ward was always reserved for Matilda.
She was the younger sister of Maximo's deceased wife after all.
Having witnessed her sister's brutal death while trying to save her in a torrential downpour, she developed severe "torrential rain syndrome" from that experience.
Every time it rained heavily, she would have a seizure and lose control; only Maximo could calm her down.
And I, her fiancée, because of Matilda's repeated interference, had to stand up ten times before we could get our marriage certificate.