The doctors spent a long time working inside the ward. Their faces were pale when they exited the room.
None of them dared to meet Lucian's eyes when they reached the doorway.
“How is it?” Lucian asked after Madilyn came to a halt beside him.
Madilyn seemed absorbed in her thoughts. She was slightly dazed for a few seconds before regaining her senses upon hearing his voice. A grimace spread across her countenance. “Roxanne...”
Although the doctors had been trying various methods to soften her blood vessels, the effects were negligible. Roxanne was not looking well at that moment.
Madilyn had no choice but to repeatedly cheer herself and Roxanne up inwardly, convincing herself to believe Roxanne would survive.
Nevertheless, she couldn't tell those things to Lucian.
Judging by his ashen face, Madilyn reckoned Lucian had stayed up all night again, even though he mentioned he would take a nap.
She hesitated to speak.
Lucian gazed at her intently and uttered firmly, “That's all right. I won't let anything bad happen to her.”
With that, he turned to look at Roxanne, who was lying inside the ward.
Madilyn fathomed his intention after taking in his facial expression. She opened her mouth but couldn't bring herself to persuade him otherwise.
Between Roxanne's survival and her love life, Madilyn would undoubtedly choose the former.
Madilyn and Lucian entered the ward one after the other.
Looking at Roxanne, whose eyes were tightly shut, they felt utterly depressed.
Suddenly, Roxanne's phone rang.
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