Billionaire’s Runaway Bride

Chapter 80



“Mr. Carter… Mr. Carter… calm down,” the expert reminded me.

“Miss Miller has already been taken to the ward. If you’re still worried, you can go see her.” I pulled the expert closer and looked at him intensely, “I didn’t bring you here to hear this! What I want is for her to recover! Otherwise, what’s the use of having you here?”

He looked nervous, “I know, but Miss Miller was brought to the hospital too late. If she had been brought in during the first moments of unconsciousness, we could have cured her. Now it’s too late, the best treatment time has passed…”

“I don’t want to hear this!” I glared at him. The expert trembled, “We’ll do our best to find a way to wake Miss Miller up as quickly as possible!” After he finished, he cautiously looked at me, “However, we believe that Miss Miller may still have some awareness of the outside world, and perhaps speech therapy can wake her up.” I tightened my grip on his collar and reluctantly restrained my emotions before letting go. “Where is she? I’ll go see her,” I said in a deep voice.

“I must see that young girl with my own eyes to be at ease,” I said.

Upon hearing this, the experts immediately directed me to Aimee’s ward. A group of people led me to Aimee’s ward. Just as we reached the elevator, we met the hospital director waiting there. “Mr. Carter, I have arranged the best ward for Miss Miller. Let me take you up there!” He said, then he pressed the elevator button for us.

We stopped in front of the door to the high-level ward. I walked heavily into the room. At the door of the ward, I looked through the window and saw the young woman lying unconscious on the bed, and a sudden pain struck my heart.

After the rescue just now, Aimee had been changed into a white and blue striped hospital gown, her long hair spread out behind her ear, and from a distance, it looked as if she were just sleeping. I stood at the door for a long time before suppressing my inner turmoil and stepping inside. Walking to the head of the bed, I looked at the girl on the bed from top to bottom, and the emotions I had just managed to hold back boiled up again. After several struggles, the person on the bed no longer had any color on her face. The veins on the back of her hand, where the IV was inserted, were clearly visible. “Aimee,” I said.

I couldn’t help but call out to her softly, hoping that the young woman could wake up and open her eyes upon hearing my voice.

However, after a long pause, Aimee did not respond in any way. I looked down at her lying motionless on the bed, her breathing rate unchanged since the last time we had an argument. After a moment, I cautiously extended my hand and touched her face with my fingertips. “Why haven’t you woken up yet when the doctors have been treating you for so long?”

I asked her, but there was no response. Looking at her unconscious state, I felt that if I stayed here any longer, my emotions would get out of control. I forced myself to straighten up and took a deep look at her before saying, “I’ll be back soon, and hopefully you will wake up by the time I return.” After that, I turned around and left decisively. I couldn’t stay in the ward any longer.

Otherwise, I didn’t know what I might do. Seeing Aimee’s condition gave me some reassurance. Although I was still angry, I no longer showed it easily. Instead, I calmly walked into the hospital director’s office.

“Mr. Carter!” The director and some experts were studying Aimee’s condition. When they saw me coming in, they all stood up and greeted me. I nodded expressionlessly and asked, “How is the research going? What is her current condition and how long will it take for her to wake up?”

The group looked at each other in confusion. “Well…” The director hesitated and said, “The experts just said that Miss Miller is not in any life-threatening condition at the moment, but she is in a coma.” From his tone, it seemed that he wanted to say that being in a coma was a good result. I glared at the director dissatisfiedly.

The director quickly fell silent and said cautiously, “Mr. Carter, Miss Miller’s current condition is the result of the experts’ efforts. If you hadn’t brought these experts in early, Miss Miller might…” If it weren’t for these experts on standby, Aimee might have already died! “I don’t want to hear that,” I said, looking at the group of experts.

“Do you have any results on how to wake her up?” “Mr. Carter, according to our investigation, the substance that caused Miss Miller’s poisoning is an extremely rare gas.

Generally speaking, only major research institutions have the conditions to manufacture this gas, and the researchers are also aware of the dangers of this gas and take protective measures during experiments.” The leading expert patiently explained,

“We have never seen a case like Miss Miller’s before, so we must be extra careful with the treatment method.”

“No matter what you do, she must wake up.”

“If she doesn’t wake up, you won’t be able to stay in the medical industry anymore!”

Penn’s POV

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

I recognized her. She was the nurse who worked in the operating room just now, and now she is taking over the care of Aimee.

“I don’t know what happened just now, but the patient’s brain waves show some fluctuations!”

The nurse trotted over and panted when she spoke.

“When we were in the emergency room, Aimee’s brain waves were very stable. No matter what we did, there was no fluctuation. But just now, if we were not wrong, it should be Mr. Carter when you were in the ward. Mr. Carter, what did you do just now?” someone asked in surprise.

“I just… Had a few words with her.”

Except for this, I can’t think of anything special I have done.

Hearing this, they looked at each other again.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

After a long while, someone said, “if an important person talks to her, it is really possible for her to wake up.”

The Dean cautiously suggested, “Mr. Carter, would you like to try again?”

“Really?”


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