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!"

nurse emerged, pushing a gurney and glancing

of

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 system. We've administered fluids to speed up the drug metabolism..." "He's a blood donor for the hematology department; the hematologist has already seen him. He can be moved

finally eased, and

to the hematology ward. On their

weak as he struggled to open

awake?" Sherilyn's eyes reddened as she squeezed his

to piece together his last memory of running out of a cabin and collapsing

a whisper,

voice choked with emotion. "You were drugged, and

would never be able

"Don't talk, just rest."

eyes. The drugs hadn't completely left his system, and

settling him

ove

find Edgar waiting for her. She gave

up all night

"Sherilyn..."