Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 53

Sherilyn was clueless about the gravity of the situation until she coughed up the phlegm and swiftly looked up.

"Spit it out here!" The nurse held up a trash bin, extending it toward Sherilyn. Sherilyn hurriedly complied.

Mouth agape, panting, she asked, "Did it work?"

She could feel that she had coughed something up, but she couldn't be sure it was helpful. "It worked!" Pointing at the monitor, the nurse joyfully announced, "The patient's oxygen levels are rising!" The doctor's face relaxed. "Clearing that blockage was crucial. Let's get ready to administer the medication."

The nurse said, "Family members, please step outside for now."

Sherilyn let out a sigh of relief and nodded. "Okay."

As she was walking away, she felt someone tug at her hand. Confused, she looked down and saw it was Sylvia.

Barely able to catch her breath and not fully awake yet, Sylvia had her eyes slightly open.

But her consciousness was clear.

held her hand, gently patting

tears welled up and rolled down

reddened instantly, understanding her meaning. "Sylvia, don't cry. I'm

slowly let go of her

sweating profusely. Right. She needed to rinse her mouth. She raised her hand, about to pull the curtain aside. Then, an arm reached out, helping

his eyes flickering, "Wouldn't you

walked ahead, with Gilbert

a bit scared. When she walked into the restroom,

steadying her by the

and

Again, it happened.

if she was so resistant to his touch. Was he some monster or a carrier of disease? But right then, he couldn't scold her because she had just saved his grandmother. Suppressing his feelings of rejection, Gilbert grabbed

took the

struggled for a little while before speaking up, don't need to thank me. I should be the

"You

if she had heard something unbelievable. Sherilyn looked up, puzzled.