Chapter 74: A Missing Heartbeat
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Notice of a dical crisis…
Samantha looked at the thin sheet of paper in a daze. She was unable to understand the aning of those words and it was as if her comprehension had been taken away from her.
Corey finally managed to escape their parents’ grip and his freedom had just only started. After that, he just had to take good care of his body and wait until a suitable heart was available. Once the operation was done, he could finally beco an ordinary person.
Why...was God so cruel and ruthless? Why was Corey being taken away so soon?
The doctor looked at Samantha’s pale face and could not help but lant as well. However, life and death had beco the norm for him. At that point, he could only comfort her chanically. “Please sign it quickly, Ms. Larsson. We’ll do our best.”
‘Do our best...’
Samantha grabbed the doctor’s hand and she looked at him firmly, as if he was the last silver lining she had. Her voice was already muted when she said, “I’m begging you, Doctor. Please save Corey. He’s still young. He can’t die.”
Having already lost her parents and her ho, she could not lose Corey too.
The doctor repeated the sa sentence, “We’ll do our best.”
Samantha’s hands trembled as she wrote down her signature stroke by stroke at the signature column. She wrote so slowly that the tip of her pen nearly pierced through the piece of paper at the last stroke.
With tears in her eyes, she watched the doctor take the piece of paper away, then turned and walked back to the operating room. The door closed slowly and a red light was lit.
She remained rooted to the spot as she stared at the door intently without blinking her eyes. It was as if she would miss sothing if she blinked.
Ti passed slowly, and each second almost felt like an eternity.
She had no idea how much ti had passed when the door to the operating room opened.
Samantha opened her mouth hurriedly, intending to ask about the situation. However, she noticed that it was a nurse who ca out instead of the doctor.
Her heart sank suddenly and she could not help but step forward and ask, “Excuse , is Corey... How is he now?”
The nurse recognized Samantha and shook her head sadly. “Things aren’t looking good. His heartbeat went missing for a brief mont...”
Those few words seed to have sent her falling into an ice cellar. Her entire body felt so cold that she was trembling all over and even her teeth were chattering uncontrollably. Her legs turned limp and she collapsed.
The nurse caught her in the nick of ti and helped to sit her down on the bench in the corner. Concerned, the nurse advised, “You’re in very bad condition, Ms. Larsson. I suggest that you inform your family or loved ones and have them co over to accompany you. At least there’s soone to take care of you if you can’t take it.”
She had no ti to say anything else to Samantha and imdiately left after saying that.
Samantha leaned against the cold wall as panic filled her mind. The dread she felt was akin to the whole world crashing down on her, and she had no control at all over her own body.
She could not think of anything else after hearing the nurse’s words and unconsciously took her cell phone from her bag.
Her hand was shaking so much that it took her so ti to hold the phone firmly.
When she wanted to dial a number, her hands froze again and her expression beca even more confused.
Family…
She and Corey no longer had any family from the mont they walked out of the Larsson residence.
Loved ones...
Timothy’s figure appeared out of nowhere in her mind. At the sa ti, her fingers had already entered into the virtual keyboard the 11 numbers she was so familiar with.
When her fingertips were about to press the dial button, she froze yet again.
Would Timothy be willing to co over if she called him?
Or...would he mock her for not knowing her place in wanting him to co over and accompany her?
If it was the latter... She did not think herself capable of bearing any more shock.
What if it was the forr?
If Timothy had even the tiniest sliver of feelings for her two years ago, he ought to be willing to co over and check on her right?
As slim as that hope might be, Samantha closed her eyes and pressed the dial button like a red-eyed gambler.
The dial tone sounded only thrice when the light above the operating room went out all of a sudden. The door was then pushed open.
Upon hearing that movent, Samantha imdiately ended the call, stood up, and staggered toward the room.
The doctor walked out while taking off his mask and watched as Samantha walked up to him. Her red lips were moving and she wanted to ask the result, but fear of hearing bad news made her hesitate to say even a single word.
The shattered glimr in her eyes was distressing to look at.
The doctor did not beat around the bush and imdiately told her the result. “Corey isn’t in any more danger for the ti being!”
Samantha instinctively covered her lips with her hand, and only then did tears slide down from the corners of her eyes.
“However, this heart attack is very dangerous. Even if he wakes up later, it might recur again at any ti. You have to be ntally prepared, Ms. Larsson.”
Bad news imdiately followed the good news.
Samantha opened her mouth but she needed a long ti to find her own voice. Her voice faltered trendously with every syllable she spoke. “Won’t he be okay if his health is well taken care of, Doctor? Isn’t there a better way? Wasn’t it said before…that he can make it until he’s at least eighteen years old?”
Corey was 17 that year but his birthday had not passed yet. It would be more than a year before he would turn 18.
There was nothing the doctor could do either. “Ms. Larsson, the current dical resources in our hospital are only barely capable of maintaining Corey’s life. If his health is to improve, then...then the only recourse is to invite the renowned cardiologist, Professor Arthur Louie. Under his hands, Corey might be able to live for a few more years.”
As he said that, he shook his head again and added, “It’s a pity that Professor Louie lives in seclusion ever since his retirent. No one knows where he went.”
The doctor patted Samantha on the shoulder to comfort her. “You may keep Corey company once he’s transferred to the ICU.”
…
That night.
Samantha wore the personal protective equipnt and sat in the hospital ward. Tears started welling in her eyes when she looked at Corey lying motionless on the bed with various tubes attached to his body.
She hated being fragile and loathed tears even more, but there was no way to control those emotions during monts of sadness.
Samantha raised her head slightly and used a little effort to blink and force back all her tears. She then spoke in a hoarse voice, “I won’t let you lie down on this bed forever, Corey. I’m going to find Professor Louie and ask him to co and treat you.”
Corey lay quietly without responding. The only sound was the cold beeping from the machines.
Samantha spoke with Corey again for a greater part of the night, but later got up and left the intensive care unit.
Her first stop was the hospital bathroom, where she washed her face and wiped away the tears on her face. After waking herself up, she proceeded to take out her cell phone from her bag.
There was a missed call on the phone.
She could not help rembering the phone call she made to Timothy earlier. She hung up before it was connected because the operation was over.
Could Timothy have seen her call and decided to call her back?
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