Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 44 Her Condition Is Critical

With every passing second, Alaric found himself in an excruciating limbo, staring at the words "In Surgery" on the door, his hands anxiously clutching his shirt. "Please, Galatea, please be okay," he prayed silently to himself.

The emergency surgery stretched on for nearly six hours, and it was already dawn by the time Galatea was wheeled out of the operating room.

"Doctor, how is she?" Alaric asked, his voice trembling.

"She's out of life-threatening danger, but she has multiple contusions and a traumatic brain injury. We'll have to wait until she wakes up to determine if there will be any cognitive or auditory impairments." 'Traumatic brain injury?' Those words sent a chill down Alaric's spine.

He had requested the best room available, and Galatea was wheeled into the room, still comatose.

"When do you think she'll wake up?"

"With a coma induced by a brain injury, it's hard to say. It could be a day or two, maybe three or four, or even longer," the doctor explained. "Take good care of her and inform us if anything changes." Once the doctor left, it was just the two of them. Alaric sat by her bed. Her complexion was ashen.

He gently lifted her clothing. Her severe wounds had been bandaged, but the sight of the smaller wounds, stained red with blood, was jarring.

After inspecting her injuries, he carefully covered her with the blanket. Looking at her pained him deeply.

"Galatea, please wake up soon."

He recalled his own long coma from years past, a three-year slumber that left him with lingering issues. He couldn't bear the thought of Galatea suffering the same fate.

any sign of Galatea waking up. Checking

the best private nurse now!" he

provided a professional private nurse. Alaric ordered, "I have to step out for a bit. Take good care of her. Call

hospital, Alaric headed straight to the police station to uncover the full

the

hurriedly walking, nibbling on a sandwich, prompting a strong surge of

been two hours late. It never crossed his mind

time. After hanging

my urgent call that the accident happened? If I hadn't been so insistent, could this tragedy

of a breakdown, the police immediately halted the

been apprehended. Preliminary

pedestrian signal was counting down but still green when the vehicle

hit a streetlamp at the intersection, which slowed it down before striking her. Had it not been for that, the impact could have been fatal on the spot." "Where is this driver? I want to see him!" He was livid, determined to see that the driver paid for his

driver is currently detained, Mr. Knight.

was a call from the intensive care unit. He quickly answered, "Is

Ms. Galatea's condition has

this, Alaric rushed back to the

"What happened to Galatea?"

say her wound has gotten infected, causing a

but now her face was flushed with

discomfort, brows furrowed tightly, lips parched, mumbling inaudibly, her features twisted in pain-it

surgery. A high-dose antipyretic could significantly harm her body. We try to avoid it unless absolutely

"What should we do?"