Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1117

The doors of the emergency room swung open, and the doctor stepped out.

“Doctor!”

Francis and Sherilyn immediately halted, rushing over to meet him. “How's my brother?”

“Mr. Johnson, rest assured, Mr. Harrison is stable.”

Despite the reassuring words, the doctor's expression remained somber.

“This episode was caused by emotional stress, leading to vasodilation and resulting in fainting.”

The doctor hesitated, glancing between the two of them. “I'm not entirely sure what triggered it, but both of you should know... this mustn't happen again.”

His tone grew serious, “This time, it didn’t result in a vascular rupture, but next time, who knows...”

He sighed heavily, “His condition is stable now, and once Mr. Harrison wakes up, you can take him home.”

“Thank you.”

“Much appreciated.”

After seeing the doctor off, Francis and Sherilyn exchanged a glance, both clearly shaken and relieved.

In the observation room.

Gilbert slowly came to and immediately spotted the person by his bedside.

“Sherilyn?”

He couldn't help but smile, lifting his arm to grasp her hand. “You came?”

Sherilyn still cared about him! She hadn't abandoned him!

Sherilyn lowered her gaze, not pulling away, responding softly, “Yes, how do you feel? Any discomfort?”

“No…” Gilbert grinned, “Seeing you makes me feel better than ever.”

“Pfft.”

Francis let out a sarcastic snort from the other side of the bed.

“?”

Gilbert turned his head, surprised to see his older brother there.

“Big bro, what are you doing here?”

“Hah.” Francis replied with a wry smile, “Take a wild guess. If I wasn’t here, how do you think you got to the hospital?”

“Oh.”