Jack peered through the glass at Mandy, her face still pale, with a whirlpool of
mixed emotions in his eyes.
It was the first time he realized how dangerous Mandyâs previous life had
been.
If she could get hurt this badly in Zyphoria, how many life-threatening
situations had Mandy faced over the past years?
Jack felt a tight knot in his heart.
He thought the crisis was over, but to his shock, Mandyâs condition drastically
worsened in the middle of the night. She not only spiked a fever but also
slipped into shock multiple times.
Doctors and nurses rushed into the room with medical equipment, swiftly
initiating resuscitation efforts.
Jack had never known just how agonizing waiting could be.
Though the doctor and the nurses were constantly moving, it felt like only a
few minutes had passed.
âHow could this happen?â
Seeing the attending doctor frown, Jackâs anxiety grew. His gaze clung
desperately to Mandy, fearing that he might miss some ominous change if he
looked away even for a second.
His footsteps unintentionally led him to the door of the hospital room, longing
to be by her side.
A nurse blocked his attempt to rush into the room, explaining patiently, âHer
injury is internal, so such complications are expected. Weâll do our utmost to
stabilize her.â
Yet Jack remained uneasy.
He didnât want to stand passively outside, watching her pale face as she was being resurrected on the bed.
He just wanted to be closer to her.
Suddenly, Jack said, âIf I wear sterile clothing, can I go in and see her? I just
want to be closer to her. Maybe it would lift her spiritsâ¦â
The nurse hesitated, looking at Jackâs earnest expression, then replied, âI can
ask the doctor for you. Please wait.â
The nurse quickly entered the room and whispered something to the
attending doctor. The doctor glanced back at Jack, hesitating momentarily
before nodding in agreement.
Mandyâs condition was indeed critical, and perhaps having someone by her
side to support her could be beneficial.
Jackâs heart lifted, and he quickly followed the nurse to change clothes before
re-entering the hospital room.
âDonât worry, sheâs stable now and will be fine,â The nurse assured.
Hearing the nurseâs words, Jack felt a weight lift off his chest.
The room was thick with the scent of blood, making people feel a bit
nauseous and uncomfortable. The nurse looked at Jack with concern,
knowing that not everyone could handle such a scene their first time in a
surgical room.
But Jack was unfazed. The smell of blood did not affect him. His gaze
remained unwaveringly on Mandyâs face as if he were looking at a priceless
treasure.
A treasure that he wouldnât allow anyone to take from him.
Nurses had seen countless family members of patients walking into the
surgical room. Almost all of them showed some level of fear towards the
surgery table. But Jack was different. His determination was unwavering, and
nothing seemed to shake him.
âThatâs it,â With those simple words from the attending doctor, it felt like Jack
had been lifted from hell back to heaven. He finally let out a deep sigh of
relief.
Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Jack thought Mandyâs face seemed a
bit rosier, and she appeared to have a touch livelier.
Seeing him like this, the doctor let out a soft sigh, âSince youâre here, stay by her side. If she wakes up, immediately call us for a check-up.â
Jack hadnât expected this pleasant surprise and immediately agreed with joy