“Well …” Ives Norton rubbed his chin and answered her not so sure, “Not that there’s any salvation, I guess, it mostly depends on the miracle.”
“A miracle?” Christine White froze, then clutched at her stomach, “You mean, a miracle like me?”
“Pretty much, you do realize that in the history of medicine, there are many instances of vegetative people who have been asleep for a decade or decades suddenly awakening, right?”
Christine White nodded, “I’ve heard of it, it was in the news a while back.”
“That’s right, they were also labeled by the hospital as not going to wake up in the beginning, but because of a miracle they woke up later on, and such is a miracle, of course it might be a bit complicated for me to say that, to put it simply it just takes an opportunity.” Ives Norton said in a serious manner as he stuck his hands in the pockets of his white coat.
“Deeds?” Christine White whispered the words.
Ives Norton pushed his glasses, “Yes, opportunity, more than eighty percent of plant patients woke up because of an opportunity, that opportunity could be that they heard something during their slumber and that’s why they woke up, that means that during this half a month, you guys can talk more to Hugh Dong, maybe he woke up. ”
Christine White pursed her lips, and instead of being pleased with his solution, her brow grew heavier.
“I heard … There are also two kinds of vegetative people, one is brain dead, and the other is that the consciousness is detached into another dimension, and can’t find the way so they can’t wake up, those vegetative people you just said who woke up should be detached from their consciousness, so which kind of situation is Hugh Dong?”
That was her main concern at the moment.
If Hugh Dong is brain dead, then he really won’t wake up and there will be no miracle.
If it’s a disengagement of consciousness, there’s still hope, like Ives Norton said, talk to Hugh Dong more, maybe Hugh Dong heard them in that space and woke up.
But if it really is brain dead …
Christine White shrank away from the thought.
Ives Norton could see her concern and was muted for a few seconds before he resumed speaking, “Regarding that, there’s no way to make a judgment call at this point, it takes a cycle to determine whether a quasi-vegetative patient is brain dead or detached from consciousness, that’s what I’m talking about for this half a month.”
“Which means it will be half a month before we can tell which Hugh Dong is really in?” Christine White looked at him.
Ives Norton hmmm’d, “Yeah, that’s why I just asked you to talk to Hugh Dong more in the next half a month to try and wake him up, as long as he’s awake he’ll be fine, if he doesn’t, then he could be brain dead or detached from consciousness.”
“I see!” Christine White’s heart sank to the bottom, both hands clenched tightly, “Baird and I will try to wake him up.”
“Well then, cheers.” Ives Norton nodded his head lightly before dropping his eyes to hide the emotion in them and leaving the hospital room.
What he doesn’t say is that even if they try as hard as they can, the chances of Hugh Dong being awakened aren’t high.
Hugh Dong is destined to become a vegetable, and it will take half a month to see what kind of vegetable he is before a judgment can be made.
And the reason why he would tell her to try to wake up Hugh Dong, besides also wanting to see if there is a miracle, the most important thing is that he wants to give her a little bit of hope and doesn’t want to see her blaming herself too much.
The door to the hospital room slammed back shut, and Christine White leaned back against the pillows, a sad look on her pale little face.
Aunt Lucy looked on with heartache and couldn’t help but advise, “Mistress, are you worried about the second young master?”
Christine White rubbed her distended temples in response, “Yeah, I’m really worried that I won’t be able to wake him up in the next half a month.”
“No, I’m sure the second youngest will wake up.” Aunt Lucy said.
Christine White barely squeezed the corners of her mouth, “Hopefully, Aunt Lucy, you help me up.”
“Ma’am do you need to go to the bathroom?” Aunt Lucy bent over and brought a small basin from under the hospital bed.
Christine White’s eyes went wide at the sight of taking a basin, and with a very bad feeling in her heart, she asked in a trembling voice, “Aunt Lucy, what are you doing?”
Don’t tell her the basin is for her to use the toilet.
But it turns out she guessed right.
Aunt Lucy puts the basin aside and explains with a smile, “Going to the toilet, Mrs. You’re on an IV and it’s not convenient to go to the toilet, so this is just the thing to use.”
said, going to help Christine White.
Christine White waved her hand and shook her head back and forth, avoiding her, resistance written all over her little face, “No, no, no … No, Aunt Lucy, you take it away!”
She refused to go to the bathroom that way.
“But …” Aunt Lucy was about to say something else.
Christine White hurriedly added, “Oops Aunt Lucy, I’m not missing an arm or a leg, where do I need this, you help me up, I can go to the restroom.”
“Alright then.” Seeing that she was so insistent, Aunt Lucy had no choice but to dismiss the idea of using a basin to wait for her to go to the toilet, and carefully helped her down from the hospital bed before lifting the rack for hanging the IV and escorting her to the restroom.
After coming out of the restroom, Christine White didn’t go back to her hospital bed, but let Aunt Lucy help her to ICU to see Hugh Dong.
Hugh Dong was past the danger zone and could receive visits, so Christine White was admitted to the ICU unit without incident.
Only, she couldn’t touch him directly, she could only sit on the edge of the hospital bed and watch him, and talk to him, and not too loudly or even for too long.
So Christine White tries to talk to Hugh Dong about important topics, such as some of the great things that have happened to The Lane Family in the last twenty years, and how worried she and Baird Lane are about him, and so on.
As she speaks, she watches Hugh Dong’s eyelids and fingers for any movement.
If it did, it meant that he was able to hear what she said, that he was conscious, and then the chances of him waking up within the half a month would be high.
However, after she had spoken for so long down the line, he did not move at all, just like a dead man, which made Christine White’s heart, could not help but sink.
At that moment, Aunt Lucy appeared on the glass window outside the IUC ward and was making a motion for her to come out for a moment.
Christine White looked at Hugh Dong, then propped herself up against the hospital bed’s railing and stood up, walking softly out.
“Aunt Lucy, what’s wrong?” She asked as she came to Aunt Lucy.
Aunt Lucy couldn’t stop the surprise on her face, “Good news, ma’am!”
“What’s the good news?” Christine White ruffled her hair around her ears.
Her hair hadn’t been cut in a long time, and it was all long now, almost to her shoulders.
Only those hairs that had fallen out earlier still hadn’t grown back.
So much so, that she doesn’t have as much hair as she used to, either by the look of it, or actually.
“Of course there’s good news from the gentleman.” Aunt Lucy said.
Christine White sniffs and looks uplifted, excitement written all over her eyes, “Baird caught Owen Dong?”
“No, it’s Dong’s group.” Aunt Lucy shook her head.
Christine White frowned, the excitement in her eyes receding slightly, “Dong’s Group?”
“Yes, Dong’s Group is bankrupt!” Aunt Lucy exclaimed, unable to hide the gloating in her tone.
Christine White froze for a few seconds before barely recovering from her shock, and her voice could hardly hide the volatility, “Really broke?”
“Really!” Aunt Lucy nodded heavily, “Assistant Gates just called to tell me about it yet, and it should be on the news by now, ma’am.”
“Okay, I’ll look it up.” Christine White answered as she pulled out her cell phone and started searching for news about Dong’s Group’s bankruptcy.
That search popped up a lot, the most notable of which, was a video.