Chapter 357

He paced anxiously outside the emergency room with an air of restless worry, muttering nonstop, "It can't be. She'll be fine. She'll be fine!"

He was about to go mad! He banged heavily on the ER door. "Doctor, let me in, Natalia-"

His loud voice drew the ire of a nurse. "Sir, this is a hospital. Please keep your voice down. And don't bang on the door!"

The flashing red light above the ER filled Hector with dread. He never thought that the girl he had breakfast with this morning could be in a car accident.

After what seemed like an eternity, the door finally opened, and several medical staff rolled out a gurney.

"Doctor, is she okay? Is she okay?" Hector, frantic and disoriented, rushed over.

The lead surgeon removed his mask, shaking his head with an air of pessimism. "The patient's condition is critical. She could slip into a vegetative state at any moment. Whether she wakes up depends on her will to live."

Hector felt as though he'd been electrocuted. The idea of sweet, innocent Natalia in a vegetative state was unthinkable. No, it couldn’t be!

"Doctor, please save her, she's so young, she can't become a vegetable! Doctor, please!" Hector grabbed the doctor's hand, pleading desperately.

The doctor, well accustomed to the comings and goings of life, was indifferent to the pleas. Noticing Hector's panic-stricken face, he suggested, "You could try talking to her once she's out of the woods. Try to awaken her will to live. If she's given up, there's nothing more we can do."

Hearing this, Hector felt his heart break into a million pieces. Looking at Natalia's pale cheeks, as white as paper, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

It was all his fault for not taking better care of her. How could this have happened?

Hector kept vigil outside Natalia's room for a whole day and night, not wanting to leave until the doctor said she was temporarily out of danger.

Relieved, Hector quickly followed the doctor into the room. After they moved Natalia into the sterile ICU, Hector entered, looking at her bruised arm, his heart aching so much he could barely breathe. He took care of Natalia with all his heart, spending all day by her bedside.

Half a month went by, and Hector was unkempt and unshaven and was on the brink of a breakdown.

One day, sitting by Natalia's bed, looking at her lifeless face, he was filled with guilt. "Natalia, can you hear me?

"Natalia, can you open your eyes and look at me?

"Natalia, I know your heart still belongs to Magnus, I know. If it weren't for those disgusting rumors about him, you wouldn't be like this.

"Natalia, you need to get better. There are so many people in this world who care about you. Think about me. Think about your adorable son!"

Hector kept talking to Natalia, but she lay motionless, her breathing maintained by oxygen, with no response.

And thus, the sorrowful yet resilient girl fell into a deep sleep, as if using sleep to numb her heart free from the pain of reality...

Hector held on, encouraging Natalia again and again. He knew her well - if anyone in this world could make her fight for her life, it would be Magnus and their son. Of course, this realization hurt Hector. He thought their meeting was a chance from heaven to start over, but no matter what he did, he could never make Natalia smile. Even the news about Magnus she read in the newspaper was more important than him.

He admitted defeat. Yes, he couldn't compete with Magnus.

But now, none of that mattered.

"Natalia, please wake up, don't give up on yourself. As long as you wake up, I'm willing to bury my love for you deep in my heart and be your brother from now on. I will stand by you and take care of you.

"Natalia, I know you still love Magnus. If you love him, fight for him, don't hide away! Don't you want to spare your son a stepmother? Don't you know that stepmothers usually mistreat children?

"Natalia, stand up for yourself. Wake up, open your eyes, and look at me, okay? Tell me you're still alive. I know you're strong. You survived falling into the ocean six years ago, you'll open your eyes again this time."

Hector kept talking, but Natalia didn't respond. The burly man finally broke down, crying uncontrollably by Natalia's bedside. Even the bravest of men shed tears when they were heartbroken.

Hector was in despair, crying uncontrollably. The doctor on duty rushed in, trying to pull him out. "Sir, you need to stay calm. The patient is still unconscious. Your crying won't help, please be rational."

Hector's face was streaked with tears. He argued with the doctor, "Stay calm? How can I stay calm when she's been lying there motionless for half a month?! I wish I was the one lying there, not her!"

With that, Hector reached for Natalia's hand, holding back the urge to shake her awake. Tearfully, he begged, "Natalia, please wake up. I'm willing to trade my happiness for your safety for the rest of my life. Just please wake up!"

The doctor sighed. Hospitals saw too much life and death, too much helplessness, and they were used to it.

Then, Hector suddenly stood up and grabbed the doctor's collar. "Doctor, look, her fingertip just moved. Really, go take a look!"

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Chapter 356 Forgive Us, My Dear Sister Chatper 494 Flirting With My Ex-husband Chapter 1463 "Alright, alright, let me take a look." The doctor rushed to examine the unconscious Natalia. After a flurry of activity, he turned to Hector with a look of regret. "The situation is still quite bleak, Hector. You need to brace yourself for the worst."

"No!" Hector roared. "I felt it just now. Her fingertips twitched. They really did! It wasn't a hallucination."

The doctor nodded. "Yes, it's possible that was just an involuntary reflex. Here's what you can do: continue talking to her and try to ignite her will to live. To be honest, many people who lose consciousness do so because they don't want to face themselves. They hide in a world of their own making, unwilling to wake up. I hope you can stimulate her belief and help her regain her vitality."