Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 847

In the open doorway of the ER, fragments of urgent commands from the medical team floated out.

"Administer the antagonist!"

"Push 1000ml of saline, stat!"

"Increase the oxygen flow!"

"Chief, the patient's heart has arrested!"

"Prepare the defibrillator! Where's the blood gas analysis? Hurry up the lab! Clear the area, we're going to shock!"

Sherilyn's heart raced, her face turning ghostly pale. "Is it Galen?" she wondered.

She hastened toward a nurse who seemed to be looking for someone. "Nurse, I..."

"Sherilyn!"

Behind her, Edgar caught her arm. "Wait!"

door, a nurse emerged, pushing a gurney

family of Galen

froze, momentarily relieved as she realized it wasn't Galen they were talking about. Quickly turning around, she responded, "Here! I'm his sister!" "The patient is stable now," the nurse explained. "He had traces of sedatives in his

for days finally eased, and the tension melted away. Every second of the past few

to the hematology ward. On their way back to the room,

Galen's voice was hoarse and weak as he struggled to open his eyes. "Am

she squeezed his hand. "No

last memory of running out of a

a whisper, "Sorry for

"You were drugged, and all you could think about was Jenna... Thank goodness,

she would never

"Don't talk, just rest."

closed his eyes. The drugs hadn't completely left

him in the

ove

waiting for her. She

up all night because

"Sherilyn..."