Chapter 77: The Patient: Verdant Pulse Syndrome
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Chapter 78
~Spring’s POV~
Verdant Pulse Syndrome
I took the elevator up, holding Rhys’s phone like it was made of glass. The floor was eerily silent. Every step felt louder than the last.
My sneakers echoed softly as I walked down the hospital corridor, following the directions the receptionist had given—after I’d threatened to report them to Rhys and my father.
The halls grew quieter and dimmer with each step. There was a weight in the air, like the walls themselves were holding their breath.
Just as I reached the frosted-glass door, voices drifted out again.
As I neared the closed door to Ward B, I heard them before I saw them.
"...His vitals are crashing," someone said. "We need to stabilise or move to life support."
"No, not yet," Rhys replied tightly. "We try everything first."