NovelEnglishThe next series of events wouldn't have happened if things had gone differently.
The police arrived, questioning everyone about what happened and then taking them all to the station for statements. Dr. Ray stayed back to arrange care for Shawn before heading to the station with the officers.
After giving their statements, everyone looked visibly shaken, their minds still on Shawn. They all decided to visit him together at the city hospital where he had been transferred.
Shawn lay on a hospital bed, his face as pale as a ghost, and his bandaged hand still oozing blood.
"Dr. Ray, can't you do anything for Shawn's hand?" Darcy asked, her voice breaking as she covered her face and sobbed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I..." Dr. Ray bowed his head, feeling helpless. It wasn't that there was nothing he could do, but... it was just too damn difficult.
"If Shawn's hand is really ruined, then what about his future..." Darcy started, but Flora cut her off.
"His hand won't be ruined," Flora declared with a firm voice.
"Flora, do you have a plan?" Everyone turned to her with hopeful eyes. Flora was known for her skills; maybe she really did have a solution.
Flora looked at Shawn with steely determination, her fists clenched. "He needs a specific miracle drug right now." "Are you talking about the HJ Special Dose?" Dr. Ray turned sharply to Flora, surprised that she had thought of the sthing. She hadn't even been in the operating room but still knew Shawn's condition inside out. Did she really figure it out just by looking? Flora's medical skills must be on another level! Flora nodded slowly, confirming Dr. Ray's suspicions. But Darcy and the others felt their hopes dashed.
They had thought Flora had a real solution, but it was this...
The HJ Special Dose had never been seen in Austenberg; they had only heard rumors about it. No one knew if it even existed. It was said to be developed by S Laboratory and only available to the elite families of Lone Island. But all of this was hearsay.
If the HJ Special Dose was the only thing that could save Shawn, it felt like there was no hope at all.
"The HJ Special Dose isn't something you can just find easily, especially with Shawn's condition now..." "Talking about it is as good as not talking about it," someone muttered. It was impossible. It felt like they had been given a glimmer of hope only to have it snatched away.
Without saying another word, Flora turned and walked out of the hospital room. She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Crimson: "Find the HJ Special Dose globally within ten days. It must be found." After sending the text, Flora leaned against a white wall, massaging her temples to ease her headache.
"Ding ding ding-" Her phone rang. Flora glanced at the screen. It was Connor calling.
"Connor..." she answered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm downstairs," he said. When she didn't respond immediately, he added, "Flora." "I'm coming down," Flora replied, then hung up and headed downstairs.
Outside, a black Land Rover was parked. Connor stood silently by the car door. Flora walked over, 1473 wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested her head on his shoulder. "Connor."
"I know everything," he said, gently rubbing her head. "Are you tired? Want to go hand rest for a bit?" "Yeah," she nodded. Shawn's life wasn't in danger, but his hand
needed that miracle drug. Once they found it, she'd perform the surgery herself confident she could e completely heal his hand. Until then, worrying wouldn't help.
Connor opened the rear car door for her. "Flora!" Kruz, sitting in the m passenger seat, poked his head out and greeted her. Flora gave a small nod in response, her face devoid of much expression.
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