Chapter 285 When Will She Wake Up?
When they arrived at the hospital, Janet became alert and went to the nursing ward on the top floor with Donahue.
Donahue owned this private hospital, and there was only a sanatorium in the back. It was newly built to take care of Janet’s mother at that time.
In order not to disturb Janet’s mother, Donahue asked the staff to empty the entire floor where she was moved in.
The ward was a suite. The nurses got the news that Mr. Smedley was coming to see his aunt, and she got up overnight
to sort out the patient’s condition.
At this time, the nurses saw Donahue and Janet coming over and hurriedly came forward to greet them.
“Madam’s condition has been good recently. Her vital signs have been in a stable state.”
The head nurse reported softly.
“What did the doctor say?” Donahue nodded.
The head nurse had a troubled look on her face. “The doctor is doing regular checkups, but you know Madam’s condition. I’m afraid… It will take a few years before she wakes up,” she said.
Janet’s expression darkened.
The head nurse was comforting them. For vegetables, it was unknown when they could wake up. And there were some that were unable to wake up forever. So at this time, no one could know when Janet’s mother would wake up.
The head nurse saw that Janet looked sad, and she felt that something was wrong. She hurriedly added, “Mr. Smedley, Ms. Longfellow, or we can invite the doctor over and check again, so as to give you a certain answer.”
Donahue straightened his cufflinks. He was thinking about what to say.
Janet suddenly said, “No need for now. You can just wait outside.”
Janet glanced at the ward door. She only wanted to go in and see her mother now, not to hear what others said.
Donahue waved at the nurses. The nurses understood and turned to leave quietly.
When Janet put her hand on the door handle, she found that her hand had become cold. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
It was very quiet in the nursing room. Only the sound of the machine could be heard. There was a beautiful woman with a pale face lying on the bed. Looking closely, Janet looked very similar to her. Although the woman looked almost lifeless, her eyes were still very gentle.
There were all kinds of instruments around her head. If not for the faint mist covering her breath, people would think
that she was dead.
“Mom.”
Janet walked over and held the woman’s hand on the bed. She choked with sobs after just a cry.
Her nose was sour and she felt that her heart hurt so much that she couldn’t even breathe and her throat was dry. But even so, Janet had no tears and she looked at the woman in front of her greedily.
Donahue turned to look at Janet and sighed in his heart.
He had to admit that Janet had really grown up a lot.
He patted Janet’s shoulder. During this period of time, Janet had been in the hospital. Even if someone tried their best.
to take care of her, she still lost a lot of weight. Her shoulder was so thin that Donahue could feel her bones. Janet looked smart and capable, but the pain she suffered inside made her brothers feel distressed.
“Janet, I’m here. I will find the best doctor and wake your mother up.”
Janet reluctantly pulled her lips, and a faint smile appeared in the corner of her red eyes.
She nodded. “Donahue, I want to… talk to my mother alone.”
“Okay.”
Donahue seemed to have thought of something. He looked deeply at Janet’s skinny back. A complicated light flashed in
“I asked someone to call your mother’s attending doctor over. Shall we talk with the doctor?”
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