Chapter 133 To Live Or Not To Live
On the helicopter, Alena Wright felt colder. She felt like she was covered with ice. Her lips couldn't help but tremble. She doesn't even have the strength to speak.
Waylon Gray's face frowned. He had already seen a lot of people dying. He was afraid that Alena's vital signs would disappear.
Waylon brows became more frowning, he walked closer to Alena, held her hand, and whispered, "Alena, Alena, wake up, don't fall asleep!"
Waylon suddenly got panicked and that made him forget Alena's deception temporarily.
As long as Alena is well, Waylon would do anything for her.
Waylon held Alena's hand tightly and whispered over and over again, "Wake up and hurry. Haven't you always said that you want to explain something to me? I'm still waiting for your explanation. You must not die. Come on!"
Alena's consciousness gradually faded, but she felt a warm current in her palm. Someone in her ear seemed to be constantly whispering. She opened her eyes and tried to listen more.
Her wing-like eyelashes trembled. Looking at the man next to her, her lips moved, but she didn't have the strength to speak at all.
Bill Clay was shocked when he saw from the side Alena's situation. It was very bad.
Waylon knew this better than Bill, and the blue veins on his forehead loomed.
Waylon really hated this woman. He hated her for deceiving him. He hated her for being Amanda Quinston.
But until this moment, Waylon couldn't continue to deceive himself and others. He didn't want her to die.
Waylon's voice was more suppressed, and he kept squeezing Alena's palms, "Alena, cheer up a little bit and don't die, okay?"
In the quiet cabin, there was only Waylon's voice to be heard, and the atmosphere became extremely quiet.
Waylon said over and over again, "As long as you survive this, I will forgive you, okay?"
Hearing this, Alena, who was lying on the hospital bed, smiled reluctantly.
Waylon also laughed, and his tight jaw finally eased a bit, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely find a way to save you."
Alena also wanted to respond, but her eyelids were getting heavier. Finally, she could no longer hold back and closed her eyes lightly.
"Alena! Alena!" Waylon exclaimed in horror.
The doctors rushed over immediately, and carefully observed her breath.
"Waylon, don't worry, this young lady is fine for the time being, but she fell into a coma because of excessive blood loss." Doctor said.
Hearing this, Waylon calmed. His eyes were still focused on Alena's pale little face. He touched her with his teary eyes.
Waylon clearly remembered the moment Alena rushed over without any hesitation or panic and blocked the knife for him.
'Alena, what kind of woman are you? Why have you lied to me for so long, yet willing to risk your life?' Waylon said to himself.
Alena injured her lower abdomen. Although Waylon called in the medical team in time, there was no way to perform surgery in the rudimentary field environment. Alena only got a simple bandage.
Returning to the city, Alena was immediately taken to the First Hospital.
Waylon followed the stretcher until they entered the operating room, he pulled the doctor on his side, "Listen, I want you to save her at any cost. If anything bad would happen to her...."
The warning was not finished. The doctor in the white coat shivered, nodded, and promised, "Please rest assured, Waylon, I will do my best!"
Entrusting Alena to someone else, could not relieve Waylon at all. He understood that not all doctors are dedicated to saving lives at all costs. He was a bit worried about Alena, and could only entrust her to committed doctors.
Slowly letting go, the doctor respectfully nodded and pushed the stretcher inside the operating room.
Waylon watched quietly until the door was slammed shut. Then he slowly retracted his gaze.
He took out a cigarette. He was about to light it. Apparently, he realized that he was in the hospital, so he stopped abruptly.
Bill noticed that Waylon's hand has a cigarette and was shaking. He does not know whether it was because of nervousness or unknown fear.
The operation lasted for a long time. Waylon waited outside the door all the time. Inside the operating room, Alena was exhausting all her strength to fight for life. Her right arm had already strained muscles.
Although Waylon did not specifically ask, Bill, informed him as soon as the operation was over, "President, the operation was successful, and Miss Alena has been out of danger."
There was no one at the end of the corridor, and the smell of disinfectant was floating in the air.
Waylon breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of the fist he had been clenching, "I see."
Looking through the transparent glass window of the ward, Alena was lying quietly on the bed. The time for the anesthetic had passed, and she was still in a coma at that moment.
Bill whispered advice to Waylon, "Hey, I will ask the doctor if you can go in, do you want to?"
"No need." After squinting his eyes, Waylon withdrew his gaze, and said, "Now there are more important things to deal with."
Austine Drew was kicked out by Waylon. Now his life is at stake. No one can conclude whether Alena would survive or not.
It was because of Austine's carelessness that Waylon had not been able to find the whereabouts of Alena, so she had the opportunity to do such a frenzied thing.
This time, Waylon will never let Alena go!
In the ward, Alena seemed to have a long dream. In her dream, she was alone in total darkness. At the moment when she was about to fall into the void, someone caught her.
It was Waylon Gray.
Alena opened her eyes sharply and immediately looked around. She was the only one in the ward, and it was a bit terrifying to be quiet and alone.
Alena was disappointed when she saw that Waylon was not around. But she remembered that Waylon personally told her before she fell into a coma that as long as she survived, she would be forgiven.
'But why is he not here?' Alena said to herself
She was in a daze when the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.
A nurse in a uniform came in and looked at Alena who was sober, obviously stunned. Then the nurse smiled in surprise, "Ah, you're awake."
Alena nodded slightly. She was a bit sad.
The nurse looked very excited, walked over to her quickly, and said, "Fortunately, you wake up. You have been in a coma for three days. If you don't wake up anymore, our hospital will be overturned by Waylon!"