Save Myself From Desperation novel Chapter 369

The last acupuncture session just ended.

After Leonard finished applying the needles, his expression turned more serious.

Karen's heart skipped a beat. She hurried to the bedside and saw Ashley still lying there, unconscious. Tears instantly stung her eyes as she touched her daughter's cheek with trembling fingers.

Valentin asked in a strained voice, "Mr. Ferguson, how is Ashley doing now? When will she wake up?"

Hearing this, Karen and everyone else in the ward looked anxiously towards Leonard.

Leonard sighed and slowly said, "Over these seven days, I've been giving Ashley acupuncture daily. If things were going well, she should have woken up today. But now, she's still unconscious, and the situation is a bit troublesome..."

Karen felt dizzy upon hearing this, nearly collapsing.

Brian quickly steadied her.

Karen, with a pale face and tears in her eyes, thought, 'If things were going well, she would have woken up by now. So this is what they meant by deciding in seven days.

'And now, it's troublesome...'

George and Lester looked even more upset.

In the tense atmosphere, Valentin seemed surrounded by cold darkness. He turned mechanically to Leonard, his voice hoarse to the point of breaking. "What's the next step in her treatment?"

Leonard sighed softly, "According to the method my master taught me, for this strange illness, if she hasn't woken up in the first seven days, we can only proceed slowly. Instead of daily acupuncture, we can do it only twice a week now, along with medication."

Lester quickly asked, "So, when can she wake up?"

Leonard replied, "Maybe in ten days to half a month, maybe two to three months, or even longer. We can't be sure right now. We have to wait and see how her body responds."

Lester's breath hitched, and he clenched his fists. Did this mean Ashley might wake up soon, or it might take a very long time?

Joseph, standing nearby, turned pale at this news, his heart sinking. 'Ashley...

'She can't...

'She's always been so healthy, and she has to wake up in ten days or half a month!'

In the silent ward, Valentin's expressionless face showed no emotion. It took a while before he mechanically moved towards the bedside.

The girl who, just a few days ago, was joking and kissing him affectionately, so bright and lively, now lay motionless on the hospital bed, eerily still as if devoid of life...

His eyelashes trembled slightly as he stiffly sat down beside the bed, gently holding the girl's pale and delicate hand. He knew she couldn't feel it, but his actions were still cautious as if handling the world's most precious treasure...

Watching this scene, Lester's expression darkened, and he suddenly turned and walked out of the ward.

George almost immediately understood what he was supposed to do. He glanced back at Ashley, who was lying on the hospital bed, clenched his fist, and followed Lester out of the ward.

*****

In a dim, damp storeroom, the air was thick with a strong, stinging smell of blood.

Tyler, covered in blood and barely alive, lay on the floor. His arms and legs were twisted at unnatural angles, clearly broken. Deep wounds on his body exposed his bones, and broken bones were gruesomely visible. He was hanging on by a thread.

When Lester and George entered, they saw Tyler looking like a dead rat.