Chapter 57: Let’s go home
A startled silence fell over the room as Damon burst through the door. Half a dozen medical staff turned toward him, surprised by his sudden entrance. Mark jerked up from his seat at Kate’s side, wide-eyed. The attending doctor—an older man with silver-framed glasses and a tired face—straightened, already preparing to protest.
But Damon didn’t waver.
"Can we take her home and wait for her recovery?" he asked, eyes flicking briefly to the monitors, then to the stunned faces of the team, "or does she have to stay here?"
One of the nurses opened her mouth, but the doctor beat her to it. "I... That depends. This level of recovery is unheard of. We’d like to keep her under observation, at least for the next 24 to 48 hours. Her condition was critical just hours ago. We can’t release her until we understand what changed."
"She’s off everything," Damon pointed out flatly. "She’s breathing on her own. Her vitals are stable. If there’s no medical intervention left to perform, you’re just waiting and watching."
"That’s not incorrect," the doctor admitted cautiously, then frowned. "But it’s still protocol. There are procedures—forms, risk disclosures—"
"Mark will sign whatever you need." Damon stepped closer to the bed.
Mark looked between Damon and the doctor, visibly torn. "Maybe we should stay, just for one night—just to be safe."
Damon did not relent. "I have read many news articles about how these types of patients recovered faster in their own homes rather than a hospital bed. How about we pay for a nurse to take care of her at home? Kate’s recovery is what matters."
"Just where did you read these news articles, young man?" The doctor raised a brow.
"Are you saying I am wrong?"