A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 134 Let Her Go

Darlene had been unconscious for the entire night. By the time she woke up the next day, it was already close to noon.

Avery adopted Seth’s suggestion. Other than taking her for a physical examination, he took her for a psychological one as well.

The result was out in the afternoon. When Leana came to the ward with the psychological diagnosis results, her face was solemn.

When she came in, Darlene had eaten something and had fallen asleep again.

Leana handed the results in her hand to Avery, who was sitting by the bed, and said, “She had a relapse of depression. And Mr. Gallard, I think you know why.

“Patients with heart failure should avoid great mood swings the most, and patients with depression are most prone to emotional instability. Mr. Gallard, my advice is that if you don’t want her to die, you’d better respect her own choices so that she can feel

better.”

Avery took the results, and his voice was obviously skeptical. “She was reviewed not long ago, and the diagnosis was that her depression had been cured. How long has it

been?”

Leana was a bit speechless for a second, and then she explained, “Depression is similar to many physical diseases. She might behave normally temporarily, but if she gets agitated, she may still have a relapse.

“Her relapse has just started. If she gets stimulated again, it is entirely possible that her depression will continue to worsen, as will her heart failure.”

Avery looked at Leana and did not speak for a few seconds. He was suspecting her.

Leana sneered and closed the medical record folder in her hand, “I am only telling you about the results and offering my suggestions.

“Mr. Gallard, if you don’t believe me, feel free to find someone else to examine her. Or you can just pretend that she is fine. It’s all up to you.”

She sounded sarcastic, “After all, you didn’t believe her the last time Ms. Garcia was diagnosed with depression, right?

“Back then, your beloved woman, Ms. Sheridan, colluded with Dr. Hansen in claiming that I was fabricating the results and lying. Now that the same thing happens again, of course, it is understandable that you do not believe me.”

Avery didn’t like others to mention his foolish past, and his face became cold. “I see. You may get on with your work.”

Leana was obviously not interested in talking to him, and she did not expect to change

his mind.

on the bed

Darlene. As a heart failure patient, she is already miserable enough, and now she has a relapse of depression no less. No one is there

of help? But I’m afraid that his possessiveness might be a bit too

she leaves with him, things

Once Leana left,

turned the results over and over, clenching his palms slowly.

She could

which was hanging by the bedside into his palm. Her wrist was so bony and fragile that it seemed that he could break it without even having to

exert force.

great mood swings. However, people with

way to maintain

yet the premise was that he let her go. Avery refused to think about that possibility because he didn’t want her

into the quilt, got up, and went to

the office. When he saw Avery come in, he had

reason.

were back. She had terminal heart failure. At

two months left.

in her case,

slightly tense. “Maybe we should give it a go. Do we have to go abroad if we go the artificial heart way? Mr. Dawson, do you know any reliable hospital or

a simulated artificial heart

Avery.

“Watch this video first. If it were that simple, many patients with advanced heart disease would

video. After the patient’s own heart was removed, two artificial chambers were implanted into the patient’s

scalp go numb. The living human being was like a cold machine. The

of the patient’s body, and what was more, the patient couldn’t live one second without the cumbersome power

voice, “The artificial heart will be bigger and heavier than the patient’s heart, about three times as heavy. Ms. Garcia is

carry more than ten pounds of external power with her at all times and ensure that it is always connected. Also, she needs a

keep listening any longer. It sounded to him that Giovanni was talking

down. He said, “Mr. Dawson, are you saying that she is not suitable for an artificial heart? The only option she has is to stay on medication and

decide on behalf of you and Ms. Garcia. I can only say that my advice is to wait as

a suitable