Gone Quiet, Gone Love novel Chapter 20

In the ambulance, paramedics worked fast to treat Nester's wounds and monitor his vital signs.

Sabrina sat off to the side. Her hands and coat were smeared with his warm, sticky blood. They carried a heavy, metallic scent.

She stared at Nester on the stretcher, whose face was deathly pale, and whose eyes were tightly closed. Her expression was unreadable, and only the tight line of her lips betrayed her barely noticeable tension.

Even in a coma, he kept murmuring incoherently, "I'm sorry, Sab… I'm sorry, baby… Don't go… Don't leave me.."

His voice was broken and filled with desperate despair.

Sabrina turned her head to look out the window at the nightscape speeding by. Her profile appeared particularly cold and hard under the flickering lights.

At the hospital, Nester was rushed straight into surgery. The lights above the operating room flicked on.

Sabrina sat on a bench in the hallway. The blood on her hands and coat had dried to a dark, rusty red. Instead of wiping it away, she sat quietly and stared at the tightly closed doors of the operating room.

Time ticked by.

At last, the doors opened. A doctor with a grave expression stepped out and announced, "The patient has severe injuries. One knife wound damaged the spleen, while another pierced the intestine. He's lost a lot of blood and isn't looking too good."

He paused, then looked at her. "Also, the patient's will to live is very weak. That makes things even more dangerous."

When Sabrina looked up at the doctor, he tentatively said, "He has no other family. Are you his…"

"Ex-wife," she said calmly.

The doctor was briefly startled before he said, "Regardless of what lies between you now, please try to encourage him as much as possible and stimulate his will to live. Right now, that will largely determine whether he can pull through."

Sabrina was silent for a long time. Just when the doctor thought she wouldn't respond, she stood up and announced, "Alright."

Following the advice of the doctor and Nester's psychologist, who arrived shortly after, Sabrina changed into sterile scrubs and entered the ICU.

Nester lay on the hospital bed with tubes snaking from his body connected to various monitors. His face was paper-white, his lips were cracked, and his eyes were sunken. He looked so gaunt that he was barely human.

Only the fluctuating lines on the monitors proved that he was still alive.

Sabrina walked to the bedside and stopped. As if sensing her presence, his eyelids fluttered. Slowly and painfully, he opened his eyes.

His vision was blurry at first before he took a while to focus on her face. The moment he recognized her, a faint spark lit his dull eyes.

He opened his mouth and tried to speak, but only managed broken, breathy sounds.

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