Chapter 257: Bad Feeling
In the hospital, the doctor was speaking to Caryn, who was still inside the plastic-covered isolation unit.
"Ms. Shaw, due to the new medicine, your body has responded really well to the bone marrow transplant," the doctor said as he looked through her reports. "But that doesn’t mean you are entirely recovered. It can take up to a year for the immune system and blood count to return to normal."
She almost glared at him. "Don’t tell me I have to stay here for an entire year. If that’s the case, I’d rather leave and die."
The doctor, well aware of her temper, remained calm and replied, "No, you don’t have to stay in the hospital for a year. A month will suffice. In fact, this plastic isolation will be removed soon, and you’ll be free to move around inside this room while continuing to follow all precautionary measures. Though you’ll be allowed to return home, for a year, you must strictly follow the precautions. Once you’re fully recovered, you’ll be free to do as you please."
"I’ll be a prisoner in my own home for an entire year," she said with a frown.
"Better than being in a hospital, isn’t it?" the doctor asked.
Caryn didn’t answer. Soon, the plastic confinement around her was removed, and she felt as if she could finally breathe freely. However, hospital staff and visitors still had to wear protective hospital clothing to visit her.
Eric came to see her. "How are you feeling now?"
Instead of answering, she asked, "It’s been a few days—has Aiden not returned yet?"
Eric shook his head and said, "Don’t worry about him. It’s not the first time he’s gone away."
Her already serious expression turned grave, her voice cold. "Where exactly has he gone?"