Chapter 591: Perhaps Forever

Linda can't go in, so she just waits outside.

I now look like a normal nurse with the makeup. And thank God no one stops me all the way to the
ward.

Soon after, we arrive at a VIP ward.

Outside the door, two sturdy special forces soldiers are guarding.

Each holds a gun in their hands.

To avoid being spotted, I lower my head.

Standing at the door, I can't lift my hand.

I'm nervous.

I've never been that nervous in my life.

The doctor looks at me and pushes the door open.

I raise my head and look inside.

In an instant, tears flood out.

It is tear of joy.

Frances is lying on the bed, his eyes tightly closed, and he is intubated with pipes connected to the
ventilator.

It pains my heart to see him like this.



But at the very least, he is still alive, isn't he?

The visualized heartbeat explains everything.

How I wish I could rush to him right now, but I can't.

Soldiers are guarding the door. They will find me suspicious right away if I do that.

After some thought, I hold back the urge.

After running some regular tests, the doctor goes to the door and is about to close it.

The soldiers cast him a sharp look.

"What are you doing? You can't close the door."

"We need to get the patient cleaned and changed. We do it every day. Anything wrong?"

The soldiers exchange glances.

Then they agree.

The moment the door closes, I race to Frances.

I hold him in my arms tightly and carefully.

"If you have anything to say or to do, hurry up. We don't have much time."

The doctor tells me.

I nod and then lean my head against Frances’ heart.

Hearing his heartbeat, I am convinced that he is still alive.



He's not dead.

But how is he now?

I'm worried.

After a while, I tilt my head and look at the doctor, saying, "What's wrong with him? Why is he lying
here? How long has he been like this? When will he wake up? Or will he wake up?"

The doctor is overwhelmed by my questions.

"You asked so many questions at once, which one do you want me to answer first?"

I don't know.

Because I want to know everything.

"Tell me everything you know." I look at him eagerly and ask.

The doctor smiles and walks over to explain, "He overdosed, and the drugs paralyze his brain. Later,
his breathing temporarily stops, resulting in insufficient blood supply to his brain. So, he is unconscious
now. In fact, he is a vegetable now."

A vegetable?

I look blankly at Frances. After a long time, I say in a trembling voice, "Then, will he wake up?"

After seeing so many TV dramas, I know what a vegetable means.

The doctor shakes his head and explains, "It could be a day, a month, or perhaps forever. So better be
prepared."






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