Chapter 32: A Closed Mouth Is A Closed Destiny Chapter 32: A Closed Mouth Is A Closed Destiny Four didn’t respond to the remark, but his silence spoke volumes.

His cold, calculating mind was already piecing together the puzzle, though he didn’t share his thoughts.

Ikenna studied him for a moment longer before finally nodding.

“Fine.

If it gets you to commit to the sessions, I won’t press further.

But don’t expect me to go easy on you.” Four’s gaze hardened.

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” As Ikenna and Four continued their conversation, Ikenna’s phone buzzed with an incoming call.

He ignored it.

Then came another vibration.

And another.

By the fifth call, he was visibly irritated, muttering under his breath.

When the phone finally stopped ringing, it was immediately followed by a string of notifications, five in rapid succession.

He tried to dismiss them, but the persistent pings didn’t stop.

Knowing it could be from a VIP patient, he sighed in annoyance and pulled out his phone.

The screen displayed an urgent hospital page: “Dr.

Ikenna, please report to the VIP ward room 2** immediately.

Emergency, seizure in progress.” The words sent a chill down his spine.

His frustration evaporated in an instant, replaced by focused urgency.

He cursed under his breath, his mind racing as he processed the situation.

‘A seizure?

How?

go,” he muttered abruptly, shoving his phone into his pocket and heading

for an acknowledgment from Four as he left, but he was unaware that the man, persistent

determined, maneuvered his

Nnenna’s room, chaos

doctors were frantically working to stabilize

body trembling as her muscles

drawing up Ativan to control the seizure, while

physician was shouting instructions “Keep her airway

get the pulse oximeter

saturation?” “Eighty three percent and dropping!” a nurse replied,

“Okay, administer the Ativan.

2 mg IV push.

to stop this before

a gurney, we’ll need to get her to imaging after this for a CT scan.” The

saline to

Ikenna strode in, his commanding presence halting the chaos for

firmly, his tone brooking

hesitant but stepped aside,

seizing,” the physician

unstable, and we’re concerned about aspiration.” Ikenna nodded, his

sluggish responses, and listened to her breathing, which was shallow and

the Ativan,” he

see how she responds to it.” He glanced at

spiking, nearing 150 bpm, and her

her airway,” he

immediately turned Nnenna onto her

to rule out intracranial causes,” Ikenna said, his voice calm despite the

for transport as soon as she stabilizes.” Behind

didn’t say a word, his

remained seated, his cold gaze fixed on

her frailty and his unyielding nature

to start physical

Weak.

muttered, his tone devoid of

you aren’t so special after all.” Around him, the room buzzed with medical

of her words and actions that

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