Chapter 1100
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1100 Luke Fell Into A Coma
âLuke! Whatâs wrong? Luke! Wake up!â Catherine crouched down on the ground to give Luke CPR but
it was to no avail. She held him tightly and shouted at the top of her lungs. âHelp! Call an ambulance!â
âMrs. Turner, letâs take Mr. Turner to the hospital now. It might be too late once the ambulance arrives.â
Several servants carried Luke into the car. The driver quickly started the engine and rushed to the
hospital.
When they arrived, the doctor immediately checked Lukeâs vitals and requested a CT scan of his brain
since the cause of his coma could not be identified.
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Catherine remembered that Luke just had a liver transplant before going on a trip with her. âDoctor, do
you think there might be any abnormalities after the surgery?â
The doctor studied Lukeâs medical records for a moment before answering. A frown was visible on his
face. âThe report shows that Mr. Turnerâs liver function is normal. That means, physically, your husband
is fine.â âThen why is he in a coma?â Catherineâs heart ached. She was so upset with everything that
was happening. Calming herself down, she asked, âWhat should we do then?â
The doctor was troubled as well. âWe canât find the issue, so we canât use the appropriate medicine.
Moreover, Mr. Turner is now in a coma and has a high fever. Heâs in a risky condition.â
âAre you saying thereâs no way to cure him? You group of quacks!â Catherine put a hand on her
forehead, suddenly feeling dizzy. Fortunately, a servant caught her in time before she actually fell.
Looking up, Catherine sneered at the doctor, and then turned to see the weak Luke in the ward.
âPlease transfer him to a private hospital!â She wanted the best doctor to treat Luke. The servant
helped Catherine sit on the bench in the corridor and said, âDonât worry, Mrs. Turner. Mr. Turner had
probably only been too tired these days since he was dealing with Vivianâs matter.â Catherineâs hand
flew to her forehead, exhaustion taking over her. Back at home, she thought his liver problem relapsed;
but clearly that wasnât the issue and she wasnât expecting even the doctor wouldnât know what was
wrong. It shocked her.
âMaybe. Iâll find another doctor to check on him.â
Catherine forced a smile.
Luke was transferred to the best private hospital in Barnes. He remained unconscious and Catherine
made sure to take care of him herself. She wrung the water on the towel and wiped his arm with it.
Suddenly, something occurred to her. She smiled and muttered to herself, âYou always prioritize your
hygiene. Usually, you take a bath twice a day. Now I only wipe your body once every two days. Are you
going to be mad at me when you wake up? Many doctors came to see you these past few days but
none of them could diagnose your disease. Luke, am I the one to blame? If I hadnât been so stubborn
to adopt Vivian, things like this wouldnât have happened. You always call me smart. You said I always
make a careful calculation of everything. So how come 1 made such a big mistake? When you wake
up, you must scold me again.â
The smile on Catherineâs face became bitter. She truly regretted bringing Vivian into the Turner family.
If she hadnât, their family would have been in a better situation.
During the first days of Lukeâs coma, the Turner family had spent a lot of money, inviting medical
experts from all around the country but none of them could provide a proper diagnosis. Just like what
the initial hospital told them, the cause of Lukeâs unconsciousness was still unidentified.
Other family members persuaded Catherine to give up. Luke was known to be dissolute and wild
during his early days. Perhaps his body had been gradually weakening since then, the signs were
simply not that obvious.
Catherine insisted on finding a treatment but her resolve was crumbling each day. The longer Luke was
in a coma, the more uncertain she became. She was just mulling over the doctorâs reports when a
servant knocked on the door and entered. âMrs. Turner, a doctor named Jeremy Button from abroad
said he wanted to see you.â
âJeremy Button? Why havenât I heard of this doctorâs name?â Catherineâs hope of finding out Lukeâs
problem had dwindled now. But since the doctor came all the way from abroad, Catherine decided to
let Jeremy see Luke out of respect. âLet him in,â she said.
A servant led Jeremy into the ward. A frown immediately appeared on Catherineâs face the moment
she saw the cold-looking man. She had doubts about him. The man might be good-looking, but there
was a hint of slyness in his eyes.
Besides, Jeremy looked young. He didnât seem to have enough experience.
âCheck on him, please. Thank you for coming here despite the long distance. The Turner family will
reimburse you for the traveling expenses.â Catherine sat down, taking a sip of the tea the servant
brought in.
Jeremy simply nodded. He only spoke after checking Lukeâs body. âIt should be the rejection after the
liver transplant,â he concluded.
Catherine was not surprised. Calmly, she said, âI have the same thoughts but the doctor said
everything was normal. Thank you, Dr. Button. You can leave now.â
It was not a fresh conclusion. Multiple doctors had suggested the same thing but couldnât find a solution
for it. So what was the point?
Jeremy remained standing on his spot. He opened the medical kit and took out a syringe. Looking back
at Catherine, he asked, âDo you not want me to treat Mr. Turner? He will wake up soon after the
injection.â
The teacup Catherine was holding almost spilled as her hand shook. She put it down and asked in
disbenefit, âAre you telling the truth?â