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

family of Galen

"The patient is stable now," the nurse explained. "He had traces of sedatives in his system. We've administered fluids to speed up

on the gurney, tears welling up in her eyes. The anxiety that had gripped her for days finally eased, and the tension melted away. Every second of the past few days had been torture... But thankfully, it

ward. On their way back to the room,

as he struggled to

his hand. "No dream, it's me, we're

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

a whisper, "Sorry

Sherilyn feigned anger, her voice choked with emotion. "You were drugged, and all

had happened to him, she would never be able to

"Don't talk, just rest."

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

him

ove

to find Edgar waiting for her. She

had been up all

"Sherilyn..."