Married at 19 novel Chapter 73

　　"Dr Dawson, there is an emergency in room 404!" A nurse came to me with a panic expression all over her face.

　　Room 404?

　　Nathan!!!

　　I quickly grab my lab coat from my chair, then rushing with the nurse towards the Nathan's room.

　　"One more time!!" I heard Sara's voice as I entered the room. She was about to give him a shock with the defibrillator. "One...."

　　His heart rate still didn't increase after she gave the shock.

　　Nooo..no...Nathan!

　　"Again...."she said. "Clear!!" She gave him another shock.

　　His heart beat finally increased and he's back, breathing normally after Sara gave him the second shock.

　　Oh god, thank you so much.

　　"Martin!!!" I saw Sara leaned closer to him and gave him a hug. "I'm so glad that you're awake now..."

　　He's awake?

　　I walked towards the bed so I could look at him a bit more closely.

　　He gave Sara a weak smile under the ventilator mask. His blue eyes wander around the room and stopped when saw me.

　　I forced myself to smile at him, although I feel so hurt when saw Sara with him.

　　"Dr Dawson, Dr Drake is looking for you." A nurse said to me.

　　I took a glance at her. "Oh... thanks." I move my eyes back to him and he already moves his eyes back to Sara.

　　I'm glad that you're awake now, Nathan.

　　At the Dawson Mansion...

　　He has been transferred to another better hospital because Grayson privately requested it to our hospital department. I heard Sara objected him at first, but I'm not sure why because she suddenly changed her mind in so quickly.

　　It's has been two weeks now and I haven't heard any news from him. Danish keeps asking to meet him, but I really have no ideas what to say to him anymore. I even made several lies to him, but it's getting worse. I don't know why he keeps behaving like this and he totally stressed me out these days.

　　"Mommy...." Danish was crying so hard. "I want to see uncle..."

　　"Danish, how many times do I have to tell you. Uncle is not here. He's at somewhere else, far away from here." I crouched in front of my little son.

　　"B-but.... I miss him." He was crying even more that also brings me to tears.

　　I pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry, Danish."

　　Danish then fell asleep on my arm after I spent almost two hours to lullaby him to sleep.

　　I slowly placed his head on his pillow, then pulled a blanket to cover his small body.

　　"Goodnight, my baby." I kissed him on the forehead.