NovelGoldChapter 82 Stewart ignored his question and asked instead, "You just got back from the ER?" "Yeah!" Cedric Clarke strode over and dropped onto the sofa across from Stewart. His tall frslouched against the cushions, exhaustion written all over him. "I'm dead tired. It was a close call at death's door-if we'd been a minute later, we would've lost him for good!" At that, Stewart's brow twitched. "That serious?" "Of course. Internal bleeding. We managed to save him for now, but he'll have to stay in the ICU for a few more days..." "Internal bleeding?" Stewart cut him off, his dark eyes locked onto Cedric. A storm seemed to gather behind his gaze.
Cedric, eyes shut and rubbing the stiffness from his neck, didn't notice Stewart's sudden change.
"Yeah, just yesterday he was fine, then today-boom, out of nowhere. Makes you realize how precious life really is. You never know what's coming first, an accident or tomorrow. Take my patient, for example-" "Where is he?" Stewart demanded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCedric blinked, startled by the interruption and Stewart's grim expression. "Wait, what's with you?" "Internal bleeding-who did this?" Stewart's voice was cold, edged with barely concealed rage.
"Did what?" Cedric straightened up, giving Stewart a look like he'd lost his mind. "Man, we're talking about an eighty-year-old. Who would lay a hand on him?" Stewart froze. "An old man?" He frowned, his clenched fists loosening a little. "The person you just saved was..." "My patient!" Cedric stared at him, baffled. "Seriously, why are you so worked up about an old man? How about worrying about why I was looking for you this morning?" Stewart pressed his lips together, saying nothing, but the look he shot Cedric was tinged with clear annoyance. Cedric felt even more lost under that glare. "What's up with you, Stewart? You're off today. Did something big happen this morning? You missed my call-where the hell were you? Do you even know- Hey! I'm not finished- where are you going? Stewart!" The door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Cedric stared at the closed door, frowning and muttering, "Seriously, what's his problem..." Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Briony was just waking up.
Stella had been keeping vigil by her side. As soon as she saw Briony stir, she hurried over. "How are you feeling?" Briony managed a faint, "I'm okay." After making sure Briony had no signs of concussion, Stella finally relaxed.
Then, hands on her hips, she spent the next ten minutes absolutely tearing into Briony.
"If f you ever go behind my back like that again, I swear I'll disown you!" "Do you think you're invincible? That's the Kensington family we're talking about! Did you forget what they did to you five years ago?!" "If I hadn't dragged Dr. Clarke over to find you today, you'd have died in that car, do you get that?!" Briony stayed silent throughout the tirade.
Only when Stella finally ran out of steam did she softly say, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you." "You always do this!" Stella shot her a glare, but though she was angry, concern clearly outweighed it. Seeing the thick bandage wrapped around Briony's forehead, Stella let out a heavy sigh, her voice softening. "Bryn, you can't keep trying to handle everything on your own. It's cruel, you know? Not just to yourself, but toand Ms. Hudson. If something really happened to you today... we'd spend the rest of our lives drowning in guilt and regret." Briony realized she'd truly scared Stella this time.
"Star, I'm sorry. I didn't think it through."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The one you owe an apology to is Ms. Hudson." Stella hesitated hen expression o expression growing serious. "She knows about her leukemia now." Briony's eyes widened. "How did she find out?" "Gina said a new intern let it slip." "I need to see her-"
"How? In your state?" Stella held her down gently. "Relax, Ms. Hudson is fine. She just kept insisting she m wanted to go hfor the holidays.
After talking it over with Dr. Clarke, we decided to let Gina take her hfor now." That finally eased Briony's nerves a little.
"Worry about yourself first," Stella said, glancing pointedly at Brigny's abdomen. "You banged your head hard, but those two little ones are hanging in there." Briony fell silent for a moment, then reached to touch her belly.
"Can you ask Director Grant if the surgery can still happen this afternoon?" Stella's eyes widened in shock. "You're really going through with it?"
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