Chapter 1434: 1434. May Wake Up
At this mont, Harry Hall stared unblinkingly at Helen lendy’s fingers. After pausing for a few seconds, just as he thought it might have been his imagination, Helen’s finger moved again.
This ti, Harry saw it clearly—Helen’s finger had indeed moved.
Excitedly, he stood up from the bedside and leaned down toward Helen, “Helen, can you hear ? It’s Harry. Helen, when will you wake up? I’m still waiting for you to beco my wife, my bride. Helen, can you hear ?”
Tears stread down his face in excitent—hot tears splashed onto Helen’s face, creating a sparkling mist.
He anxiously pressed the ergency call button several tis, but as if displeased by how slow the doctors were, he directly opened the door to call for help.
Just as he got up, his wrist was suddenly held by a soft, almost boneless yet slightly cool hand.
Harry’s steps halted abruptly, his gaze falling to the hand gripping his wrist. Though the strength was faint, it seed to carry enough power to hold him back.
His body trembled slightly with excitent.
His eyes fell on Helen’s face. Her eyes remained tightly shut, but her eyeballs were visibly exhibiting faint movent.
“Helen, are you waking up? Helen!”
At that mont, Dr. Charles hurried in. “Mr. Hall, what happened?”
“Quickly, give my wife a thorough check! Just now, her fingers moved, and now she’s holding onto my hand.”
Overco with excitent, Harry spoke with noticeable incoherence.
Since Helen continued to hold Harry’s hand firmly without letting go, the sight before Dr. Charles as he entered was precisely this scene. A flicker of astonishnt that he could hardly believe showed in his eyes.
Cases of vegetative patients waking up do exist, but even on a global scale, such cases are exceedingly rare.
Even though Helen had been examined by the world’s foremost neurological authorities, Dr. Charles had never truly expected her to wake up.
But the scene before him now nearly overturned his understanding of dical science.
Without delaying further, he stepped forward to check Helen thoroughly.
“Her pupils are responsive too.”
Dr. Charles exclaid in excitent, turning to Harry, whose eyes were now reddened with emotion. “Miss lendy’s current condition shows an extrely high likelihood of regaining consciousness. Mr. Hall, this is undoubtedly due to your daily conversations with her. Congratulations!”
This was the first vegetative case Dr. Charles had personally handled and witnessed with such significant progress. In that mont, his level of excitent was no less than Harry’s.
Although Harry’s outward expression remained calm, the hand hanging by his side kept curling and straightening, repeating the movent.
Anyone who touched his palm would have been able to tell that when Dr. Charles was examining Helen just now, Harry’s hands were drenched in cold sweat, terrified that the results might dash his hope.
“I’ll return and coordinate with several other doctors to conduct a comprehensive check for Miss lendy, and then we’ll perform a targeted consultation based on her current state.”
“Alright, thank you very much.”
Harry’s tone remained as light as always while thanking Dr. Charles, as he typically refrained from displaying his emotions in front of others.
Nevertheless, Dr. Charles still caught the unmistakable waves of emotion surging through his eyes.
Helen showing signs of awakening was naturally an enormous cause for joy for Harry.
Yet the joy didn’t dispel the gloom lurking in his heart; rather, it added weight to it.
This ti, with Helen finally showing signs of waking up, Harry was determined to never let William Hall have another opportunity to harm her.
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