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?

muttered abruptly, shoving his phone into

Four as he left, but he was unaware that the man, persistent as

determined, maneuvered his wheelchair

Nnenna’s room, chaos

and doctors were frantically working

body trembling as her

nurse was already drawing up Ativan to control the seizure, while another was

shouting instructions “Keep her airway

get

nurse replied, her

“Okay, administer the Ativan.

2 mg IV push.

this before it

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

a bag of normal saline to start IV fluids, while another monitored

commanding presence halting the chaos

me check,” he said firmly,

but

seizing,” the physician

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

pupils, noting sluggish responses, and listened

call on the Ativan,”

responds to it.”

rate was spiking, nearing 150 bpm, and her oxygen levels

airway,”

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

scan to rule out intracranial causes,” Ikenna

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

word, his sharp eyes

his cold gaze fixed on Nnenna as her body

frailty and his unyielding nature only seemed to

to start physical therapy,

Weak.

muttered, his tone devoid of

after all.” Around him, the room buzzed with medical activity, but Four

echo of her words and actions

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