A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 71 Avery, Do You Have a Conscience?

Fear appeared in Avery’s eyes. Avery looked up at the doctor, and for a moment, he

could not react.

Reina, Darlene’s grandmother, was the last card Avery could use to keep Darlene staying with him.

Seeing that Avery did not respond, the doctor was so anxious that he was about to say it. again. Just then, a nurse trotted in a hurry from the end of the corridor.

“Dr. Horton, Dr. Horton, hurry over, please. The old madam of Bed No. 2 upstairs. regained her breath. She is in cardiopulmonary resuscitation and is about to enter the rescue room. Mr. Cohen asked you to hurry over with her family immediately!”

Avery got up from the chair. His palms were shaking violently, and his breathing seemed to be blocked in an instant. He did not recover a bit until he heard what the nurse said.

Brent Horton, the doctor who was addressed as “Dr. Horton”, said, “Sorry for my mistake. There is hope for rescue since she can breathe again. Please come to the rescue room with your wife and wait outside there. I have to go now.”

Brent and the nurse left in a hurry, and the corridor fell silent again as if the misfortune just now was just an illusion.

There was only one door between the corridor and the ICU. Avery was not sure if Darlene, who was inside the ICU, had heard it.

Avery rushed over and pushed open the door to the ICU. Darlene had just come out of the bathroom. A bit of bloodstain was on the corner of her mouth that had not been wiped clean, and her face was extremely pale.

Darlene had just been in the bathroom, so she did not hear what the doctor had said outside.

Darlene came out with her hand holding onto the wall. When Darlene saw Avery showing up in her ward again, she was irritated, glaring at Avery with disgust.

‘Get out of here! Can’t you understand what I have said?”

Avery’s gaze fell on the bloodstain at the corner of Darlene’s mouth, and that strange

and uneasy feeling surged up again.

Avery got closer to Darlene. “There’s blood on your face. Did you spit out blood again? What happened? Why do you often spit out blood these days? Let me take you to another hospital for a checkup, Ok?”

Recently, Avery had always had a strange thought that Darlene, who was standing in front of him, was only a shadow left.

When it got dark, and once the lights went out, Darlene would inadvertently disappear.

Darlene’s face was so pale, making Avery feel that Darlene became more and more unreal, unlike a real person standing there with flesh and blood.

Darlene took a step back cautiously. She did not have the strength to argue with Avery, nor did she have the strength to smash him with something.

very well. Don’t pretend

and I need a

was in the rescue. room again. If you have the strength to go out, I will take you upstairs to

As she supported herself with her hand on the wall

after she spat

became somewhat blurred.

and wanted to help her. However, his outstretched hand

flung away by Darlene.

supporting the wall went a little limp, but Darlene insisted on walking hurriedly to

your help.”

word. He followed

upstairs.

from the rescue room. The doctor shook his head and sighed to the nurse

once he fell ill and

staggered, and then she hurriedly walked toward the doctor. “Doctor, my grandma…

she

in the

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corner. Noticing Avery, who was next to Darlene, the doctor’s expression immediately became uneasy. “Sorry, it is a slip of the tongue. We will work all out to rescue her. Your grandmother will make it.

doctor coldly. “Then what nonsense are you spouting?”

a step to the side and gave them a way out, not

rescue room. It was obvious that her emotions were out of control because of the doctor’s words “I am afraid it will be

difficult”.

had just taken a cardiopulmonary resuscitation in the ward and regained

weak breath.

Reina was being pushed out of the ward to the

room.

look at Reina, but a nurse came to stop her. “Ms. Garcia, your grandmother is just in an acute myocardial infarction.

are not in a good condition yet, so

comes out of

to the rescue room, Darlene was anxious to push the nurse out of her

from behind and advised her,

Your current health conditions cannot be stimulated, so you’d better not look

with tears in her eyes, wanting to shake

to let go, nor

The wheeled stretcher was about to be pushed into the rescue room, mood became worse and worse. “I just want to take a look at her. Say something to

do you have a conscience? I only have one family left. What the