Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 224

Hannah was quickly back at my side, shaking her head at me. "I just checked. No patient is with that name! Besides, the direction she went in is the urology ward."

"Urology?" I was puzzled, wondering why Camilla would go to the urology ward.

Just then, there was a movement at the emergency room door, and I quickly looked over to see Dr. Dailey coming out.

I hurriedly strode over to him and anxiously asked, "How's the situation?"

Dr. Dailey shook his head solemnly. "It's just a case of nerve spasms, a sign of coming to wake up. But she hasn't woken up yet. It might be a reaction to external stimulation. We have to keep observing!" His gaze at me was a bit strange. I was puzzled, so I asked again, "Do you have to keep Janetta here for observation?"

"Yes, she'll be taken back to the ward later! It's a good sign, but we'll have to check on her later state and various indicators." Dr. Dailey explained in detail.

"How much longer will it be until she wakes up?" Irving chimed in from the side.

I glanced at him, thinking to myself that he really concerned about whether Janetta would wake up or not. I wonder what his intentions were.

"Let her rest well! As for when she will wake up, it's hard to tell." Dr. Dailey couldn't give us an accurate answer. But somehow, I had a feeling he wasn't telling us everything.

Twenty minutes later, Janetta was back to the ward.

Irving and Nettie both came by for a look, especially Nettie, who had observed carefully. I didn’t bother to care about them, and sat down to watch Janetta closely.

For some reason, I felt like Janetta looked more lively than when she was initially back. Her complexion no longer seemed so pale.

Just then, Janetta's attending doctor came in. Irving immediately followed him to ask about the situation. I pricked my ears to listen, and the doctor's words were same as Dr. Dailey's.

Irving seemed a bit disappointed. After giving a perfunctory reply, he turned to me and said, "Mrs. Dawson, you are so dedicated, and I don't know how to thank you more. I have something to do at the company, so I'll take my leave first! Mrs. Dawson, please keep looking after her!"

Without lifting my eyelids, I watched him awkwardly laugh and head for the door, but suddenly he turned back, leaning in to me. "Oh, Mrs. Dawson. I forgot to share a news with you."