Chapter 753 Turn Vegetative


    Chapter 753 Turn Vegetative


    "Have you called Manuel?" asked Susan.


    Justine responded firmly, "Yeah, but I don''t think he wille."


    "I know." Susan nodded.


    Of course, she was fully aware of Manuel''s attitude to her these days. Rtionships between lovers


    would turn more and more vulnerable after every quarrel and dissension. Though she did fall for Henry


    in the old days, she still changed her mind and found herself greatly obsessed with Manuel. The same


    applied to Manuel, who used to be infatuated with her. And of course, now it was up to him to decide


    whether to dump his remaining feelings for her.


    "You and Manuel are no longer a nice match for each other," Justine said firmly. At the same time, she


    tried to ease a sense ofpunction by saying so.


    Ever since Manuel broke up with Susan, he should have shirked the responsibility to consider her


    feelings. Thus, Justine did not want Susan to consider him faulty for noting to meet her.


    "Okay." Susan nodded once again.


    What Justine said was right-they were no longer a perfect match for each other.


    Then, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened. Susan felt like her heart was about to skip a


    beat. When seeing the surgeon walking out, she couldn''t help flinching and fixed her eyes nkly on


    his face covered with fatigue.


    It was Justine who walked over to ask nervously, "Doc, how about Edward?"


    The surgeon let out a long sigh, for which Susan almost fainted out of fear, thinking that the surgeon


    was about to inform them of her father''s death.


    "Fortunately, he has retrieved his breath after the best we could try. Now he''s fine though still


    unconscious. However, when we took him in, we noticed something more than an excessive loss of


    blood but also a cerebral haemorrhage from him. We suspect that there could be a lump of


    haemorrhage within his brain. After the craniotomy, he remains unconscious. The haemorrhage may


    have damaged his brain, which could lead to a vegetative state." Said the surgeon.


    All Susan hoped now was that she wasn''t facing a cruel fact but an illusion instead. Her father was


    likely to turn into a permanent vegetative state.


    How could that be?


    At the thought that Edward was about to freeze on the bed for a lifetime, Justine felt like she was


    experiencing a nightmare. Though she knew Edward''s condition was awful when he was taken to the


    hospital, she still firmly believed that with the advanced medical treatment, coupled with the best


    hospital ever in Northfield equipped with high-tech machines, Edward would be likely to recover. Never


    did she expect that he was about to turn vegetative in the end.


    She felt struck by a bang of heartache.


    Even though she married Edward for reason that she got to cover up her real identity and survive


    together with Manuel, she inevitably developed a great attachment to him after living together for


    decades. Thus, she found it heartrending when hearing the bad news.


    She then turned to look at Susan, who slouched in the wheelchair with a pale face. Undoubtedly, she


    found it hard to ept the fact.


    "Is that curable?" asked Justine.


    "There used to be miracles happening to people in a vegetative state. Perhaps some of them may end


    up lying on the bed for a lifetime. But there were still some of them waking up unexpectedly someday in


    the future. So don''t ever lose hope. And we did meet a lot of cases like that. They just woke up


    themselves soon out of everyone''s expectation."


    "You mean we gotta leave it to destiny to decide?" asked Justine while staring at the surgeon,


    desperately in need of a medical solution.


    The surgeon shook his head, "We could do nothing but pray for a miracle. But don''t worry. We will keep


    trying any possibility to wake him up."


    Speechless, Justine had no idea what else to ask for. Of course, she could tell the surgeon could


    provide nothing but words of sce for her.


    Meanwhile, Edward was taken out of the emergency room. His face was ghastly pale. Justine hurried


    over to call for his name. But she saw no response.


    Finally, Susan mustered up the courage to move over in a wheelchair.


    She stared at her father, who was still breathing with his heart beating. However, his eyes remained


    closed.


    "Dad?" Susan called for him in a soft voice.


    "Dad, wake up. Dad!"


    Drowning in great sadness, Susan repeated numbly. While watching, Justine couldn''t help feeling so


    sorry for her. Though she used to find this girl annoying, now she felt like being overwhelmed with


    sympathy for this helpless girl. Then she spoke to Susan gently, "We gotta take him to the ward. The


    doctor said there could be miracles. Perhaps he will wake up the next second."


    Tears streamed down Susan''s face. All she could hope was that her father could open his eyes as they


    long expected.


    What if all those things had never happened?


    Then they followed the medical workers as Edward was taken to a ward. After all the machines and


    equipment were set ready, the medical team left both Susan and Justine alone.


    Still, Susan fixed her eyes on Edward in bed. It was her very first time seeing her father being so


    vulnerable. As far as she could recall, her father had always been strong and tough to fight against


    whatever risks posed to him. But now, he was knocked down unexpectedly, with a possibility that he


    might never wake up again.


    Tears ran down her face out of control. Her heart felt like being shattered into pieces. Language failed


    to convey her pain. Susan could do nothing but sob and shiver.


    Driven by empathy, Justine hurried tofort her, "Susan, crying helps nothing. Maybe you can try to


    talk to your dad. Perhaps he would wake up upon hearing you. I have seen a lot of simr cases like


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    that."


    Susan''s eyes were blurred with tears. Her gaze at Justine seemed to contain a sense of disbelief.


    "I know you must be painful. But think about it. What if your dad notices you are writhing in agony? It


    will only make him sadder. He had done so much for you. I don''t think he risked his life to just see you


    struggling in pain. I believe he would prefer to see you enjoy your life. Whether he would wake up or


    not, it shouldn''t be the obstacle holding you back. You gotta keep going! That''s what your dad wanna


    see." Justine continued sincerely.


    While biting her lips slightly, Susan could tell Justine''s kindness. However, she still found it impossible


    topose herself every time she saw her father lying in the bed, unconscious.


    "Susan, now that your father had fainted, you are on your own." Said Justine both seriously and


    worriedly.


    As far as she was concerned, Susan had never been an independent type.


    "Alright, that''s all I am gonna tell you. Justine didn''t intend to continue. She deemed it necessary to


    leave Susan some time for her own. After all, for most people facing the same situation, it would take


    some time before they went back on track.


    Justine was much lessposed than she appeared on the surface. Still, what happened to Edward


    was too horrible to ept. It was just that she knew how to disguise herself from pain better than


    Susan.