The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1601

"Charles, please hold on. How will I live without you? What will happen to the children? Wake up, please! See, if you wake up, we will stay together, I promise. Charles, can you hear me? Wake up, please," Sheryl shouted, tears rolling down in profusion over her cheeks.

The ambulance van arrived swiftly.

The doctors and nurses rolled Charles onto the stretcher. Sheryl got into the ambulance with them.

On the way to the hospital, the nurses hooked Charles up to an IV drip. The nurses tried their best to assure Sheryl that Charles was going to be fine. But Sheryl couldn't hear them at all. She held Charles' hands tightly and her eyes were fixed on his pale, blood splattered face.

She was afraid that if she took her eyes off him even once, Charles would be gone forever.

Up until the time that they arrived at the hospital, Sheryl held Charles' hands. She wouldn't move a step away from him. She kept pace as he was wheeled towards the emergency room, still holding his hand until she was finally stopped by the medical staff.

"Families can't go into the operating room. Please, wait outside." Sheryl followed the medical staff to the emergency room, clutching Charles' hand and not willing to let go. The doctor had to push Sheryl away. Every minute counted. The sooner Charles got the life-saving surgery, the better his chances at survival would be.

The emergency room's thick metal door closed in Sheryl's face. Still, she tried to look through the glass until he was wheeled completely out of her sight. Although it was just a door, Sheryl felt like Charles had gone a thousand miles away from her.

Waiting impatiently outside the ER, Sheryl looked very pale. She stared at the door, wondering when the operation would be over.

She couldn't leave because she didn't want Charles to not see her when he came out of surgery.

After what had felt like an eternity, the door finally flung open. But the red light was still on, which meant that the operation wasn't over yet.

"Doctor, what's wrong? How is Charles?" Sheryl walked to the doctor quickly, anxiously demanding answers.

The doctor took off his mask and explained, "The patient is bleeding excessively. We need a blood transfusion right now. But we can't give it to him because our blood bank doesn't have enough blood!"

'The hospital doesn't have enough blood!'

The doctor's words left Sheryl dumbfounded. But she reacted quickly. She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Doctor, I'm blood type O. I'm a universal donor. Draw my blood. Save him."

The doctor looked at Sheryl's face and then nodded at the nurse who was standing next to him. He said, "Take her to the blood lab."

Sheryl felt even more anxious than the nurse. They quickened their pace to reach the blood lab, where they could collect the blood and process it.

As soon, as they had finished the procedure, Sheryl started to feel dizzy. She pressed her eyes closed and wondered whether it was because of donating blood or because she was so very worried or something. She leaned against the wall for support to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

Sheryl endured the pain, trying her best not to pass out. She knew that she had to remain strong. She didn't have the luxury of fainting until the operation was over. No way.

After another half an hour, the doctor came out again.

"What's your relationship to the patient?" the doctor asked anxiously.

Sheryl lifted her head and answered, "I'm his wife."

"Great, here is the operation notification. Please sign it so that we can proceed with the operation." The doctor handed her a piece of paper, which looked like a disclaimer, to Sheryl.

She signed the paper with trembling hands. Sheryl knew that she didn't have the time to hesitate. Otherwise, Charles might not get the right treatment in time. So she signed it at once.

The doctor then walked back into the operating room right away without giving Sheryl any chance to ask further questions. The door closed once again, and Sheryl's heart sank.

Sheryl stumbled to a bench outside the operating room and dropped herself on it. She clasped her hands together and held them close to her chest, praying for Charles' well-being.

"Sher, what happened? Are you okay?" Sheryl looked up to see Cassie standing right before her. Cassie had heard the news and had immediately rushed to the ER.

She was performing another operation not long ago. Right after she finished, she had learned that Sheryl and Charles were at the hospital, which had made her worried.