Chapter 1250: 1250. Vegetative state
Elly Campbell leaned on Adam Jones’s shoulder, her mind filled with scenes from that mont.
She had just begun to suspect that man, and before she had the chance to tell Helen, she was suddenly pushed hard and far away by her.
She watched as the man plunged a fruit knife into Helen’s chest, thrusting forcefully again and again.
At that mont, she felt so powerless, only able to watch helplessly as Helen was stabbed.
In her mind, the image of the fruit knife piercing Helen lendy’s heart replayed incessantly, and Adam could distinctly feel Elly’s eyes trembling even more violently below.
He furrowed his brows and held her in his arms a little tighter.
Like comforting a child, he gently patted her back.
They waited for over an hour before the light in the ergency room finally went out.
Harry Hall almost sprang up from his chair the instant the light went out, rushing to the door of the ergency room.
“How is she, doctor?”
Seeing the doctor shake his head and remove his mask, he said, “The patient lost too much blood, by the ti she arrived, it was already too late.”
Harry Hall’s already pale face turned utterly bloodless, he stood quietly in front of the doctor without making a sound.
Only to hear the doctor continue,
“The excessive blood loss led to her brain being deprived of oxygen for an extended period, and although we barely managed to bring her back to life, the chances of her waking up are next to zero.”
Harry’s eyes, which had already lost hope, suddenly lit up, “You an, she’s still alive?”
The doctor looked at him with so difficulty, wanting to say that in her current state, there wasn’t much difference from being dead.
It was only a matter of ti.
But seeing the look on Harry’s face, he couldn’t bear to shatter his hopes and said,
“Her brain was severely oxygen-deprived upon arrival, and it’s highly unlikely that she will wake up. She is, in common terms…a vegetative state.”
He looked into Harry’s colorless eyes, paused for a mont, and then said,
“However, there have been cases of people in vegetative states waking up. It largely depends on the patient’s willpower and the family’s patience.”
He knew who the three people before him were, and money was not an issue.
The key was how much willpower and patience those who stay by the patient’s side have to carry on indefinitely.
Many family mbers of vegetative patients are willing to spend money to sustain life at first, but as ti goes on, even with money, they lose patience and eventually give up.
“For now, she can only be kept alive on a ventilator. We’ll observe her for a few more days.”
The doctor had explained all the possible scenarios, and then Helen lendy, with tubes all over her, was wheeled out of the ergency room and taken to the intensive care unit.
Adam Jones had handled all the hospital procedures himself, as Harry, in his current state, had no mind to deal with it.
Having dealt with the hospital, they got ho very late.
Elly barely managed to swallow down a bowl of porridge before she went upstairs to sleep.
Adam looked at her pale face with heartache.
After watching Elly for a while and seeing she had fallen into a deep sleep, he got up and made a phone call in the next room.
“How’s it going?”
The person on the other end of the phone said sothing, Adam frowned upon hearing it, said a few words, and then hung up.
“Helen! Helen!”
As soon as he opened the door to the study, he heard Elly’s terrified scream. Adam rushed over, watching her wave her hands frantically, his heart aching even more.
“Elly.”
He quickly grasped Elly’s wildly flailing hands in the air, “Elly, don’t be afraid, Elly!!”
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