As time passed, she was pushed out of the emergency room, in the car not at all relaxed. They tried their best to control the terrible fever that was silently tormenting her.
At Zane's request, a bed was placed next to his bed, she was taken to his room instead of other normal rooms, anyway his room was more spacious than the square boxes filled with sick people, the smell of Sweat mixed with medication wouldn't make her comfortable.
He's so attentive.
"How is she? Why did she suddenly faint?"
The man in the white blouse let out a bored sigh, the information certainly wouldn't make him happy. Realizing that hesitation, he urged more.
"Tell me, what happened to her? Her condition...?"
Unable to avoid it any longer, the doctor lowered his voice in a rather serious tone at the matter.
"The situation is still unpredictable. She's seriously injured..."
"What did you say, she's hurt?" He was so impatient that he interrupted the man's words.
Uncle will gently reassure him: "Please calm down."
"Sorry, keep talking."
Realizing that he was behaving impatiently, he suppressed the fervor in his heart to listen to what was about to be told to him, even though this patience was driving him insane.
"During the first aid process, we discovered that her forehead had a wound, it was quite deep. Based on observations, we confirmed that this wound had only been present for a short time, the blood had just coagulated. In addition, the wing Her left arm showed signs of broken bones, and her left shoulder blade and ribs were broken. She fainted probably due to too much blood loss, moreover, her nutrition and lack of good care led to her weakened body. That situation lasted a little longer, I'm afraid she..."
The doctor paused, noticing his strange expression, Zane suddenly fell silent, in sad contemplation.
"Will she be fine?" His voice was like a passing wind, very light, but his heart was heavy with vague thoughts.
"Fortunately, it was discovered in time." The doctor's voice is brighter, and the situation is quite positive: "Temporarily the critical situation is over, but we need to continue to monitor, still have to wait for the results of the layers and MRI to see if there are any sequelae. Or any complications."
Clara's future is uncertain.
"What's the cause? Why is she like this?"
His voice trailed off, wanting to know what had happened to the poor girl.
"According to the preliminary examination, she most likely had an accident." The doctor said wistfully.
"What kind of accident?" He was anxious to know more, he needed to know what terrible thing she had been through.
"Based on the location of the injury it could be from falling down the stairs, or being hit by a car..." The man-made his own guess, based on what he saw.
"Enough." He interrupted the doctor again: "You can go out."
When he heard that, he didn't want to hear any more, didn't want to hear anything else that made his mind go crazy. Zane squeezed his temple lightly, feeling really confused, his head suddenly aching as he tried to make sense of what had happened to her.
Is that why she disappeared?
After a while, feeling awkward silence, he wanted to hear her voice, so when no one dared to approach, he climbed down from his bed, followed the edge of the bed, his hand groping for Clara's bed, struggling to pull up a nearby chair, sitting down, touching Clara's hand to see how she was.
It was cold, her body was very cold. He clearly heard her labored breathing, she must have been in a lot of pain, although he couldn't see anything, he could feel the pain tormenting her. Holding her hand over his mouth, head bowed, he whispered a prayer. Clara taught him how to pray once he was curious about her.
Though he doesn't believe it. But right now, I don't understand why he acted like this, wasn't it because of her? He knows she believes in god, she says that 'the sound of bells gives a feeling of peace. That's what he felt himself.
He was so sincere that he didn't notice the nurse who had entered.
"Sorry, I need to give her an injection."
Hearing the call, Zane raised his head, said nothing, and automatically moved to let the nurse step forward, the nurse gently injected the tube connected to Clara's hand with a clear white solution. Drop by drop fell, following the current running into that weak, pale body. When she finished, she turned to find him sitting on a chair, looking at her. Quite unexpectedly, he seems to be different from Zane on normal days, today he brings a feeling of approachability and friendliness beyond imagination. Looking back at Clara, the nurse partly understood the reason for that change. A little heartbroken, but not so forget her responsibilities, really Clara makes this girl secretly jealous. Laughing lightly as if she were mocking herself, the girl spoke, her voice concerned.
"It's late, why haven't you slept?"
Time passed so quickly that he didn't know it was nighttime. When asked, he woke up, momentarily stunned to know.
"That's not your concern, how is she?" Worried, he immediately inquired about Clara's condition, ignoring the concern from others, instead of paying attention to his own rest problems he was more concerned with her condition.
"I gave her an injection to relieve her pain. She'll be fine soon, don't worry."
It seems that the drug has absorbed and worked. Clara after being injected became much quieter, perhaps the pain has eased so her face has relaxed a bit, her thin lips are tight, and her legs are tight. You're still twitching, the hair on your forehead is soaked with sweat...
Zane's heart was confused, since knowing her, he had to go from surprise to surprise, from surprise to horror, indeed at this moment his mind was a bit panicked and confused, his limbs were frantic. momentarily did not know what to do, just sitting there staring at the face that even if he wanted to picture it, he couldn't figure out.
After a long while, he was still sitting beside Clara's bed. The nurse was asked to come and watch him at night when he needed it, and he could only keep quiet, not saying anything.
Finally, unable to be indifferent any longer, the nurse needed to complete the assigned task, her voice urged, the girl timidly told him.
"You lie down and think, it's too late. Staying up at night is not good for health, you need to rest properly so your eyes can see quickly."
Zane ignored that advice: "You can go out now." He kicked the nurse out immediately.
Knowing that he could not be persuaded, Zane was not easily swayed. The girl shook her head helplessly, reluctantly leaving.
"Then I'll go outside, call me if you need anything..." She turned away and stopped when she remembered something.
"Ah! By the way, if you intend to sit there and watch over her, please let me know if she has a fever."
"What did she say?" He thought he heard wrong, he thought she was fine.
Seeing his panicky attitude, the nurse gently reassured him: "Don't worry!" The girl laughed and continued: "It's because the medicine works, she may have a fever to get all the bacteria out. In addition, the wound can also cause a fever, it's quite important, please take care of yourself. attention."
"Okay! I know what, I'll call you." He calmed down a little.
The nurse looked at him sadly, normally he treated others harshly, but with the girl lying there, it was different from heaven and earth.
Indeed, he had a crush on that girl.
"Are you sure you'll be fine?" The nurse asked suspiciously. However, he did not say anything more, the nurse understood and hurried out.
Hope he doesn't ignore it.
Left alone in the room, Zane felt restless, he pulled the chair close to her bed, occasionally reaching out to touch her hand to see how the situation was, and then quietly sighed.
After a long and tiring day, Zane's eyelids were heavy, he laid his head on the edge of her bed and fell asleep without realizing it. However, his hand was still on hers.
Although he was tired, he did not forget the task, occasionally waking up startled, touching her body temperature to see if there was any change.
Like that all night, he sat there to watch over her. The nurse from time to time opened the door ajar and looked inside, feeling reassured that she didn't want to disturb him. Quietly closed the door and left.
Suddenly he panicked when his hand felt her hand was hot. Flustered, his hand grabbed from her hand along his arm, finding her face. He put his hand on her forehead to see if she was hot.
Suddenly I felt slimy, sweat was pouring like rain, drenching my face that was contorted with pain. Her body convulsed causing a great shock that made the bed wobble. Try not to panic, remember what you need to do. He called for help.
"Where are you! Nurse! Hurry up." His voice broke the silence of the night.
The door opened, the nurse rushed in, checked her temperature, and sure enough, the pain had already started to hit her. Although Zane is confused, he knows how to coordinate, he automatically moves away without anyone asking. With professional skills, the nurse quickly injects her with a fever-reducing dose, infusing her with water immediately. The bottle of seawater dangled from the beam, dripping the clear white liquid, her body quickly absorbed it. Then she used a clean towel to wipe her sweat, from her face to her hands.
He waited silently, holding his breath, not rushing or asking questions that would affect what the nurse was doing, after all, it was all for her.
Finally, the nurse breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned to him, and said: "It's okay, I gave her a fever-reducing dose, the fever will soon pass, don't worry too much, thank you for notifying her in time. !"
A satisfied smile was given to him.
He finally let himself relax, really had a heart attack, anything can happen, fortunately, he woke up in time, otherwise, he would be tormented if she had any trouble.
"Thanks!" He was suddenly polite, the nurse smiled, hearing the two words 'thank you for the first time from Zane.
He knows how to say those two words, right?
"It's my responsibility, you can rest assured that you can sleep, nothing will happen from now until tomorrow."
"Are you sure?" Nothing is certain, he doubted.
The nurse laughed again, he was really worried a bit too much: "Trust me, she has a fever, it shows that the medicine has worked. She will recover soon. You should think if you don't come back again. appeared tired when she woke up. I'm sure she'll feel guilty seeing you like that. You think so too, don't you?"
It seems that among the nurses, this girl is much more understanding and observant. He's already convinced, this girl clearly has a point.
"That's it, I'm sorry, if you have anything to call, I'm always available outside."
The girl walked past him, and the door closed. The only room left was him and her. Zane returned to the chair and sat down, feeling relieved, but still worried.
So he decided to sit there, if she had a seizure again, he would still know how to handle it.
The young master fell asleep next to the hospital bed for the first time since that sad time. Just like that, he fell asleep again, his hand still on hers.
The clock ticked, a light breeze blew into the room, and he startled again, panicked when he saw her hand was hot again.
Fever again?
Zane impatiently groped again to check, walking along her arm, Feeling the eyepatch so entangled, he angrily reached out and pulled the eyepatch down. Obviously, it was not hot at all, his hand touched the warm towel on Clara's forehead, he felt relieved and smiled in relief.
Clara felt her throat dry, her headache like a hammer, and her whole body ached. She opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes closed and opened, determining where she was, her eyes involuntarily glanced sideways and saw a figure. The young man was staring at him, no one said he was very good, his eyes were deep in Clara's eyes, she was extremely surprised, her body froze accordingly.
Is he looking at you? Has he seen it?