The lead medical staff signaled the others to carefully Lift Noemi onto the stretcher.
Rosalynn gently pulled Brian back a couple of steps to give them space.
Brianâs face tightened as he watched Noemi being moved.
As Deanna was about to leave, he said in a hoarse voice, âDeanna, no matter what you think, you and Mom are always my family.
Iâll visit Mom when I can.
If you ever need anything, donât hesitate to call me.
â
Deanna paused,
clutching the strap of her handbag with trembling hands, her eyes glistening with tears.
After a moment, she whispered, âGoodbye, Brian.
â
Then she hurried out.
The ward fell silent.
Rosalynn glanced at Brian, seeing the storm of emotions in his eyes.
He must be feeling awful now.
He felt guilty towards Noemi.
If only he had honored Noemiâs wish back then, this tragedy could have been avoided.
âBrian, Iâll keep Noemiâs condition in mind.
Even though Deanna wonât let me treat her, I can find a renowned doctor skilled in acupuncture to help,â Rosalynn comforted him.
Her eyes were bright, clear, and exuded determination.
Brian looked at her, feeling his gloom slowly lifting.
He sighed and hugged her tightly.
Neither spoke.
Rosalynn let him hold her, waiting for him to calm down.
After a while, Brian released her, regaining his composure.
âLetâs head back home, honey.
â
âOkay.
â
They took the elevator to the ground floor and walked out of the hospital toward the parking lot.
âBrian.
â
Someone got out of a car and approached them.
It was Chase.