Chapter 996
A Life Debt Repaid
To be honest, Patrick was just so paranoid that he feared the worst would befall Cordy.
Seemingly reading his mind, Sean said, âI think Iâll wait until Cordy comes out.â
Patrick nodded in silence-Cordy was just as important to Sean, and Sean would be worried about leaving tooâ¦
Silence ensued in the walkway, and there was no telling how long had passed.
Waiting was like being in hell-every passing second was grilling.
Nonetheless, the door to the emergency soon opened, and the doctor stepped out.
Patrick and Sean hurried towards him, and he said, âThereâs no cause for worry-the patient isnât in mortal danger, and was only comatose due to lowered blood oxygen saturation levels caused by excessive smoke inhalation. We have since treated her for that, and sheâs once again conscious.
However, her respiratory system suffered serious damage and she has burns all over her body, so she has to be admitted for further therapy and recovery. If youâre her family, you should get the paperwork for her admittance done soon.â
Both Patrick and Sean breathed huge sighs of relief.
Anything was fine as long as Cordy survived.
âIâll get the paperwork sorted,â Sean offered. âYou can wait here for her.â
Patrick turned towards Sean, but the latter left before he could say a word.
He would want to see Cordy immediately too, but decided to deal with the paperwork insteadâ¦
Suddenly, Patrick didnât find the man that repulsive.
Nonetheless, Cordy was soon wheeled out of the emergency room. However, she couldnât talk since she had a mechanical ventilator attached to her face.
Still, her eyes were open; she turned towards Patrick, as if to greet him.
Patrick almost burst into tears right then and there.
He couldnât hide how emotional he was since Cordy was alive, but it also hurt him deeply to see Cordy looking like a pincushion.
Nonetheless, he went over, took her hand, and escorted her with the care workers to her assigned ward. âItâs alright now, Cordy. Weâre going to your room now.â
Cordy nodded slightly, but her throat hurt so much she was unable to say what was in her mind.
âItâs alright, you donât have to say a word,â Patrick quickly said, seemingly reading her mind. âJust get better for now. Nothing else matters more than your health, so just think about recovering.â
Cordy had no choice but to give in, and was admitted to the VIP ward.
As she lay in bed, the care worker and nurses had her attached to various instruments and IV drip.
Add that to the fact she could not move or speak, her state was certainly rather tragic.
Patrick stayed at her side, his gaze constantly doleful.
âIâm sorry I didnât protect you better, Cordy,â he said, overwhelmed with guilt to see her in such a state.
Cordy shook her head-she didnât blame him at all.
In fact, she didnât care why Patrick didnât save her, because being able to see him in one piece right now was enough.
âI was looking for you when the fire started, but someone knocked me out before I reached the ladies room⦠I was outside when I regained consciousness,â Patrick explained, still traumatized as he remembered the fact.
Cordy nodded as hard as she could, as she wanted Patrick to understand that she didnât blame him the slightest.
However, Patrick was unable to forgive himself. His eyes were welling with tearsâ¦
Fortunately, Sean arrived just then.
Patrick absolutely refused to let Sean see him cry-that would be absolutely humiliating!
He took deep breaths, and did his best to calm himself.
Sean paid no notice to Patrick, and instead approached Cordy.
Cordy had just nodded at Sean in greeting when Patrick snapped in annoyance, âWhat took you so long?â