Crossroads

Chapter 115

Chapter 115

“So, how is he?”

Outside, it was clearly noon, and the sun was blazing, but the hospital room felt cool and gloomy. The sharp scent of disinfectant hung heavy in the air, making it hard to stay alert. Worry and anxiety gripped everyone’s hearts.

Leaning on a cane, George looked towards the hospital bed, his voice raspy as he asked.

The accompanying dean looked uneasy and carefully replied, “His fever has come down a bit…”

“I asked about his intracranial pressure!”

George’s face suddenly turned sullen as

she bit ou

out these words.

He knew the dangers of acute high intracranial pressure all too well – brain hemorrhage, coma, dilated pupils… It could be a matter of life and death.

The typical symptoms included severe headaches, irregular breathing…migraines. They knew it all along, but they just never expected it was because of intracranial pressure.

This punk actually hid it from everyone…

George looked away, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped his cane. “What are the odds of a successful operation?” he asked, his voice

strained.

“George, what operation are you talking about?” The door suddenly swung open, and Mary looked at George and the dean with a confused

expression.

“Didn’t Dominick’s surgery already finish? Is something wrong…”

The dean wanted to explain, but George’s frosty gaze silenced him instantly.

This was clearly not something to be discussed lightly.

“George, what’s

‘s going on?” Mary’s voice was thick with worry, “The doctors said Dominick was going to be okay. That he was just in a temporary coma…” She could feel something wasn’t right.

He didn’t even look at

and didn’t want to get out. She glanced at Dominick, still unconscious

up in

out!” George snapped, glaring

for a moment. Her son was her world. Nothing

seemed to be very wary of George. In the end, she lowered

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revealing his weariness and grief. “You do not tell

the director.

the director replied

he walked out

Thudi

“Be careful”

injection fluid accidentally fell

down to pick up the fallen bottle. The dean and George just happened to

a bit timid, didn’t say a word. With her back to them, she quickly gathered the syringes and tidied the cart,

this inside, and

will be in charge of this,”

intimidated to

patience for the nurse. He urged the director, “Lay out the plan

ahead, w

will

rin

George snapped, cutting him off. He was no

sideways at George and the dean as they walked away, her brows

didn’t understand why George’s

pushed the small cart and stood in front

inside.

Dominick was in there.

disinfectant in this room was particularly strong, as if this were an

the room, their data flashing constantly. Stephanie

she’d seen Dominick.

able to pick

landed on his

in her chest

lay motionless, eyes closed, his

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bedside, looking down.

“Dominick, please wake up…

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