Chapter 2
CONFRONTATION
CONFRONTATION
Jay was leaving the hospital. She was tired, hungry and depressed. It was morning and nearly lunch time. The patient nearly died. If they hadn't been quick, they would've had lost him permanently. It was an embolism. A blood clot that had entered the bloodstream and eventually reached the lungs and blocking the air passage causing suffocation. Aside from that, fine clots accumulated in the blood vessel walls near the heart, blocking circulation.
The experience was harrowing for all of them in the Operating Room that night. Especially for her. She remembered she was about to give up when they had successfully revived the boy. He was still in a coma but otherwise was fine and under observation. All they needed was time. They were lucky that no clots entered the brain. If there were, there was a sure sign of brain damage. However, they were not still in the clear. The three minutes without circulation in the brain can impair the patient. They will not find out until he wakes up.
The head surgeon had arrived early in the morning and told her that she did her best.
If only there was something else she can do for the boy. She would do it. Right now, he was out of danger, but still in coma. Chuck assured her hat he would come to later. But for how long? Jay thought hard. He could wake up after two hours, two days, two months. When?
Jay was walking through the lobby of the hospital deep in her thoughts when a tall, muscular figure approached her. They man was walking towards her briskly. He had short cropped dark hair, dark gold skin and all in all, look gilded. He must be an athlete, Jay thought. He had a deep piercing look from his darkly outlined eyes and the look became intimidating because of his thick brows. Jay avoided the gaze.
As she neared him, she heard a deep, husky and strong voice call out in an angered tone, "Dr. Warren!"
She stopped. The man's loud voice even startled the nurses in the nearby nurses' station. They looked to see what was happening.
"Dr. Warren?" The man repeated.
"Yes?" Jay answered. The man was now in front of her. He looked more like a post than a person.
"If anything. Anything happens to my brother, I'll make sure you'll be buried!" The man's voice was filled with anger and hate. Hate towards her.
Jay though if taking the situation in stride. These things do happen in such cases and she had to get used to it. Aside from that, this man irritated her with his sudden show of arrogance.
"Look, mister. I did my best to save your brother. Had I known this would be the thanks I'll get, I should have left him alone." Jay answered vehemently. AS she finished her last syllable, she was about to walk past the man but his burly body blocked her. Instead he even pusher her towards the wall. The action shocked Jay and she wasn't able to react.
"Don't give me a shit." He released her from his grip as there was a convergence of nurses and orderliness nearing them. As she walked away, the group of nurses and orderlies parted to give him way.
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