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.

brow furrowed deeply. He didn’t even

out.

up in the

get out!” George

tightly pressed her lips together, her expression darkening. She hesitated for a moment. Her son was her world. Nothing could happen

of George. In the end, she lowered her head slightly and reluctantly left

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George’s aged face, revealing his weariness and grief. “You do not tell anyone about this,” he

the director.

the director

With a heavy heart, he walked out

Thudi

“Be careful”

injection fluid

outside the ward, a nurse hurriedly crouched down to pick up the fallen bottle. The dean and George just happened

back to them, she quickly gathered the syringes and tidied the cart, maintaining a

inside, and from

nurse will be in charge of this,” the dean instructed her. He couldn’t risk any more

seemed too intimidated to look directly

and had no patience for the nurse. He urged the director, “Lay out

ahead, w

We will do our

rin

done,” George snapped, cutting him off. He was no longer in the mood to listen

cart paused for a moment, glancing sideways at George and the

Stephanie didn’t understand why

pushed the small cart and stood in front of the room

inside.

Dominick was in there.

felt that the smell of disinfectant in this room was particularly

beeping of the machines filled the room, their data flashing constantly. Stephanie slowly moved closer to the bed. It had been

she’d seen Dominick.

able to

eyes finally landed on

guilt in her chest swelled

was ashen and drawn. He lay motionless, eyes closed,

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bedside, looking down. Her

“Dominick, please wake up…

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