Crossroads

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Ajagged bolt of lightning through the darkness, followed by a deafening crack of thunder. Finally, the heavens opened, and rain poured down.

ine tore t

Inside the room, Stephanie’s hand trembled as she gripped the bedside phone. Her heart hammered in her chest as she yelled over the raging storm outside, Dominick’s breathing is shallow. He’s burning up, and I can’t wake him!”

Her face was pale as she half–kneeled on the bed, repeatedly telling herself to stay calm. He would be fine. He was usually so healthy.

But the questions wouldn’t stop swirling What happened? How did he get so sick so suddenly!

Stephanie’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Her body instinctively filled with fear, her n nerves taut. She scrambled onto the bed and immediately started CPR on Dominick. His body was burning hot, and she pressed down on his chest again and again, tears welling up in her eyes.

“He has to wake up, she thought. He’s always been so healthy. He has to be okay!

When Sandra and the other servants rushed in, Paul Morris, the Wellington family physician, along with Brad and the rest of the staff, quickly ushered Stephanie aside. She stood back, afraid to get in the way. Her mind was blank. It all felt like a bad dream.

“There’s a pulse… His temperature’s too high. We need to cool him down, stat. Get the IV fluids!” Paul quickly instructed,

“Put the meds under his tongue. Have him hold it there.”

Thunder boomed outside, and lightning flashed through the gaps in the curtains. In the midst of the chaos, Sandra and the medical team barked orders. Everything in front of Stephanie was in disarray, and everyone was so frantic that they could barely breathe.

“Don’t move him. Just get all the meds up here, now!” Paul shouted urgently and immediately bent down, using a small flashlight to check Dominick’s pupils. Soon, a crash cart burst through the doorway, with four or five IV fluid glass bottles swaying and trays full of medical instruments, syringes, disinfectants, and many items with special inscriptions.

Stephanie stood frozen in the corner, barely daring to breathe. Her eyes were fixed on the bed, afraid to blink, fearing that everything would change in the instant she looked away.

It all felt surreal. Just moments ago, she and Dominick had been laughing and talking. He had seemed so well, so healthy…

Sure, he’d been working long hours, and he’d mentioned the occasional headache. But he could still lift her with one arm. He was strong, invincible.. Nothing could happen to him.

welled

as the fought to hold them back, repeating to herself

couldn’t be in

gaze fell upon a small label on an IV bag hanging on the metal stand

Dominick need mannitol? It’s

was a common drug used in neurology. Having studied clinical medicine in college.

him back to consciousness. He must

Paul quickly inserting a needle into Dominick’s arm. The cold medication slowly

will be fine.” Sandra gently mudged her towards the door,

pregnant. You need to take care of yourself too… Sandra softly whispered in her ear again, while on the other side of the bed. Paul bent down and called out softly near Dominick’s ear, “Mr. Wellington… Mr. Wellington,

with too many people around, Stephanie didn’t

George Wellington.

Mr. Wellington. He said if Mr. Wellington wakes up, he should be

on Dominick. Instead, he turned and fixed Stephanie with

away” he suddenly commanded,

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Chapter 230

in shock. But soon, two tall Wellington family servants had already seized her arms. “Grandpa.” she cried

strong and determined, lifting her off the ground and

any trouble. I’ll just wait right here. As soon as Dominick’s better, I’ll go in. I promise I won’t disturb you. I’m just so worried. Please don’t make me leave… Where do you want me to

the front door. The wind whipped the rain into her

George Wellington, where are

wanted to protect Stephanie but didn’t dare to

urgently call

this is a terrible storm! She’s pregnant! It’s not safe for

There was no

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