Doctors running. Nurses pushed a hospital cart into Hera's room with haste. The whole ward was in chaos, Bryce couldn't figure out what was happening. No one would tell him what was going on.
He had tried to stop a nurse, but even she couldn't give him a reasonable response. It shouldn't be what he was thinking. It should never be what he was thinking. It just couldn't be. The doctor rushed out of her ward and Bryce had no other choice but to corner him.
"What's happening Doctor? Where is Hera? What's going on?" The words rushed out of his mouth before he could stop them. "Why is no one talking to me?"
"She's crashing sir." He breathed out. "But I can assure you that we're doing everything we can to sustain her. Hopefully, she responds to treatment because at this rate, all I can say is that you should brace yourself for the worst," the doctor said and ran off to join the others.
