Seeing her, Algerone quickly stood up. "Mrs. Marsh is here?" A long-lost glimmer of hope seemed to appear in his eyes.
"Hello, Uncle." Jennifer remained calm, stepping forward and standing in front of him. She glanced at the woman lying on the bed. "Belinda still hasn't woken up?"
"Not yet." The middle-aged man spoke gently, then looked at Belinda. "But the doctor said she's out of danger."
The longer he waited, the more anxious he became. Would Belinda end up in a vegetative state? As long as she didn't wake up, he couldn't relax.
"Let me take a look." Jennifer sat on the edge of the bed, took Belinda's wrist, and checked her pulse, while Algerone waited quietly by her side.
The room was filled with roses of various colors, all in full bloom, filling the air with a strong floral fragrance, creating an extremely romantic atmosphere.
After a while, Algerone asked softly, "How is Belinda? Will she wake up? Please, tell me."
Jennifer gently let go of Belinda's hand and stood up, looking at the middle-aged man earnestly and sincerely. "Of course she will. But brain surgery is a major trauma, and recovery will take some time."
With these words, Algerone also breathed a sigh of relief. He was prepared to wait as long as it took. Jennifer looked around, smiling as she looked at the roses. She saw love and warmth in them.
Algerone felt a bit embarrassed but was still willing to share. He said, "Belinda used to love roses the most. I hope she can smell the fragrance of her favorite flowers and wake up soon..."
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