About an hour later, the lights in the emergency room went out.
Penelope was pushed out of the room, and Damian immediately stepped forward. "Doctor, how's she doing? Is she fine?"
The doctor frowned. "I'm not sure yet. Her head was hit to a certain extent in the car accident. I don't know if it would leave extravasated blood. We'll have to wait for her to wake up to have a further judgment."
"Then, what's the worst that can happen?"
Damian's heart sank when he heard the doctor say so.
Now, he might have to prepare for the worst.
"It's all uncertain. Maybe, it'll be completely fine, or maybe, it'll affect the nerves in her brain and affect her future life."
Damian heard this and lowered his head. "I see."
He walked into Penelope's ward and looked at her. There was gauze wrapped around her head and her face was pale, her eyes tightly closed. She was lying on the bed like a doll.
All of a sudden, he missed this woman's lively appearance.
At that time, he thought Penelope was crazy, noisy, and disturbed his blind date. However, seeing her so fragile, Damian could only bear and feel guilty.
He was standing in the ward for a long time and a woman's cry came from outside.
It was Penelope's mother who was informed and rushed to the hospital.
"My daughter!"
Penelope's mother did not expect this to happen at all. She sent her daughter out happily, but she did not expect to get the news that her daughter had a car accident and was in emergency treatment.
"Lady, your daughter is now out of danger. Calm down!"
The doctor was used to this kind of separation, and his expression was still very calm. He took Mrs. Garcia to the ward.
As soon as Mrs. Garcia came in and saw Damian standing beside the hospital bed, she collapsed.
"Did you hurt my daughter? Why are you okay?"
The woman rushed over like a madman, grabbed Damian's clothes, and cursed as she cried.
Damian could also understand her emotions, not to mention, in his opinion, most of the responsibility should be borne by him.
So, he just stood there and let Mrs. Garcia beat and scold him without any intention of avoiding her.
Mrs. Garcia was getting tired, and she knew that no matter how much she scolded the young man in front of her, it would not help. She felt bad and sat down on the ground.
"I shouldn't have let her out. If I didn't urge her out, this might not happen..."
Damian was beaten a few times, and it was a lie to say that it didn't hurt, but in this case, being beaten actually made him feel better.
Seeing how excited Penelope's mother was, he quickly helped her up.
"Auntie, calm down. Penelope is in a coma. If you get sick before she wakes up, how bad will it be for her to not find her mother?"
After all, he finally calmed Mrs. Garcia down.
"This is all my fault. I will take responsibility until she gets better."
Damian said word by word in a serious tone.
"Don't you have a girlfriend? You're responsible for our Penelope. What about your girlfriend?"
"When did I have a girlfriend?"
Damian was confused by the question.
All these years, he had been busy working behind Derek. Some time ago, he had finally found time to go out on a blind date, but Penelope had ruined it.
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