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?

earlier.’ “I need to go,” he muttered abruptly, shoving his phone into his pocket and heading for the

didn’t wait for an acknowledgment from Four as he left, but he was unaware

maneuvered his wheelchair down the

Nnenna’s room, chaos

frantically working to stabilize

convulsed on the bed, her body

drawing up Ativan to control the

was shouting instructions “Keep

hypoxia, get

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

“Okay, administer the Ativan.

2 mg IV push.

to stop this before it progresses into

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

a bag of normal saline to start

in, his commanding presence

firmly, his tone brooking no

hesitant but stepped

still seizing,” the physician

are unstable, and we’re concerned about aspiration.” Ikenna nodded, his hands steady as

listened to her breathing, which

on the

responds to it.” He glanced at the

spiking, nearing 150 bpm,

her airway,”

to prevent aspiration.” A nurse immediately turned Nnenna onto her side while another gently suctioned her mouth to clear any

scan to rule out intracranial causes,” Ikenna said,

as soon as she stabilizes.” Behind him, Four watched everything

he didn’t say a word, his sharp eyes missed

fixed on Nnenna

her frailty and his unyielding nature only seemed

physical therapy, yet here you are,

Weak.

he muttered, his tone devoid

room buzzed with medical activity, but Four was oblivious to it all,

echo of her words and actions that had pushed him to

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