Chapter 350: Good Place
Generally speaking, hospitals were a good place. They symbolized hope. When people were sick. The first place that they thought to go to was the hospital. Once there they got themselves checked out, making sure that it was nothing serious.
Then they walked out with a prescription, or with a treatment plan for whatever ailment they had. For those who had been in accidents. From something as simple as cutting a finger while chopping vegetables. To having fallen off a cliff. Or maybe even being involved in a car crash. The hospital was often their first stop.
The place that a person hoped to make it to, if they were to have any chance of surviving.
Hospitals were also where the majority of people were born. That was how important they were.
But even with all of the good that went on at hospitals. There was also a dark aspect to the life-saving facilities.
Hospitals were also where many people died. Many coming in barely clinging to life. Then losing their strength to keep breathing while there, and coming out as corpses. That was a well-known fact about hospitals. And despite all of the good that Jane knew hospitals did.
She could not seem to get past the last one. The bit about people dying there. That was the information that kept going round and round in her head as she waited.
’Emily could die here,’ Her mind whispered.
’She could simply stop breathing, and you will never see her again,’ Her brain kept saying and Jane did her best to push it aside. Trying to keep it together, not only for her sake, but for Cassandra’s as well. She could tell that her friend was trying really hard not to fall apart. So she in turn was doing the same but it was incredibly difficult.