Dylan Johnson approached, and he discovered, Frederick's left arm was hanging up, clearly rushing over. Even the blood stains on his forehead were not cleaned, and his face was covered with dirt.
"Frederick!" Dylan Johnson called out. Frederick followed the sound and turned to look. He pursed his lips, facing Dylan Johnson. At this point, he was like a wild animal, not knowing what to do next.
Frederick was no longer in the mood to talk to Dylan Johnson. He turned slowly and continued to stare at the emergency room. The doctors and nurses constantly coming in and out made him even more insecure.
The moment Frederick saw the other truck, he tried to steer but couldn't. Frederick wanted to protect Erwin but on the contrary, Erwin was a bit faster than him. Erwin quickly grabbed his head, taking the shock from the impact instead.
Frederick's hand trembled, he ignored his bloody arm and struggled to hold Erwin out of the overturned car. Erwin, breathing weakly in his lap, no matter how many times he called out to him, couldn't wake him up. Erwin's body grew colder and colder, blood drenching his hands.
It wasn't until the emergency siren sounded that Frederick was startled to regain his composure. He quickly picked Erwin up, ignoring the pain in his left arm, and carried him onto the stretcher. Very soon, Erwin was taken to the emergency room, the condition is extremely critical.
"What did the doctor say?" Dylan Johnson could not see Frederick's lifeless appearance, could only ask.
Frederick did not answer, but rather, he did not hear what Dylan asked. He patiently waited for the emergency lights to go out. Dylan Johnson angrily squeezed Frederick's shoulder, growling, "Come back to your senses!"
Frederick jumped, bewilderedly looking at Dylan Johnson. He said hoarsely, "What's wrong?"
Apparently, Frederick didn't look very happy when someone came to bother him. It's just Dylan Johnson didn't care. He crouched, hating Frederick's current disheveled look.
"What did the police say?" asked Dylan Johnson, he felt this was too coincidental.
Just recently, Frederick Hall kicked his mother out of B City, and cut off all of Jenny Hall's powers, making her unable to continue acting. Today, the other car ran a red light, but easily dodged other obstacles, only aiming for Frederick's car.
Of course, those things Frederick had also thought of. It's just that right now, Erwin doesn't know how to live or die, he is not in the mood to handle this matter. If something happens to Erwin…
No, Erwin will definitely make it through!
Frederick closed his eyes tightly, shaking his head to bring himself back to his senses. "I do not know."
Frederick replied hoarsely, he turned his gaze to Dylan Johnson. For a brief moment, Dylan Johnson also sensed Frederick's insecurity. He's been friends with Frederick long enough, and now he knows what he should do. Dylan Johnson sat down beside Frederick, silent, not saying a word.
After an hour, the emergency room was still busy, with people going in and out. Frederick soon regained his composure, at this point, he felt the pain from his left arm and head that was frantically tormenting his nerves. Frederick touched the soon-dry, sticky blood on his face.
"You go wash your face. I'm here to watch for you!" Dylan Johnson suddenly said, “You look so miserable right now. Frederick, I know and understand the surgical process, and for a moment, the surgery isn't over yet."
Frederick wanted to say something but eventually stood up. He patted Dylan Johnson's shoulder with his right hand, then slowly walked to the bathroom. Frederick looked at himself in the mirror, just like Dylan Johnson said. He looks so bad right now!
Frederick's hair was covered with dirt and sand, even with blood, stuck together. Frederick caught a glimpse of the glass wound in the entrance door, which had just been treated lightly by the nurse. The bleeding had stopped, but the wound was very heavy, and a part of her hair was still cut off. Frederick smiled softly, a smile worse than a cry.
Frederick used a wet tissue, then cleaned the stains and blood stains on his face, neck, and hands. Frederick propped his hand on the sink, his eyes sharp and terrifying. His phone soon broke, and Frederick walked out into the hospital corridor, straight towards Dylan Johnson.
"May I borrow your phone?" Frederick said coldly.
Dylan Johnson, startled, looked at Frederick suspiciously but did not refuse the request. Dylan put the phone in Frederick's hand, "You want to call Paul?"
Frederick took the phone, nodded, then looked back into the operating room. Determined in a short time, Erwin could not go out, so he went to a corner to make a phone call.
Dylan Johnson saw Frederick's back and somehow felt that Frederick was lonely. Dylan leaned back, and sighed, rubbing his temples. This was a real headache, he thought, Frederick's next life was more comfortable, did not expect bad things to happen.
Frederick left less than five minutes and hurried back. He returned the phone to Dylan Johnson, then continued to wait. The police also went to the hospital to meet Frederick, they took notes and encouraged Frederick, then left again. The latest investigation results are still the accident, the drunk driver could not control, and the injured was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Frederick's silence was when Frederick was scariest, even Dylan Johnson did not dare to disturb him. Dylan Johnson looked at his watch and realized it was two o'clock in the morning, his eyes closed. Dylan Johnson yawned, "I have to go! Tomorrow I will be exchanging shifts with my colleagues, Franky is very worried about Erwin.”
Frederick nodded, he said nothing more, looked at Dylan Johnson dejectedly, shrugged, and left. He would not tolerate anyone who dared to hurt Erwin. Even if that person is his biological mother!
After another two hours, the emergency room lights went out, and Frederick jumped to his feet, a sudden onset of dizziness that made him unsteady. The nurse saw this and immediately stepped forward to help, but was frightened by Frederick's quiet appearance. Frederick cleared his throat and asked the doctor.
“Erwin… How is he?”
The doctor paused for a moment, then remembered that Erwin was the patient he just treated in there. He pulled down his mask and told Frederick: “The patient is out of danger. The patient's family quickly completed the admission procedure."
At this point, the doctor looked at the nurse and continued: “In the next twelve hours, the patient will be taken to the ICU for further monitoring. Rest assured, the patient only needs to wake up in the next twelve hours, there will be nothing to worry about. After you complete the procedure, go to the ward, I will tell you about the patient's condition!"
After saying that, Erwin was also pushed out of the emergency room. Frederick watched him enter the ICU, then listened to the doctor complete the admission procedure. He covered a VIP room upstairs, waiting for Erwin to wake up before he could enter directly. Frederick walked to the front of the chief doctor's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" The doctor's voice sounded, and Frederick pushed open the door and entered.
“Mr. Wilson was mainly concussion. Maybe after waking up, the patient will appear in tinnitus, or temporarily blind because of the effects of the accident. In addition, the patient broke three ribs, and the lungs and stomach were also slightly injured, this time will have to use an oxygen ventilator. After I woke up, I couldn't eat or drink normally."
The doctor said a series of wounds on Erwin's body. Each sentence was like a needle, stabbing straight into his heart, painfully painful. Frederick wished that it was he who suffered those injuries. He'd rather be in the emergency room himself. He couldn't bear to see Erwin injured!
Every second and every minute waiting for Erwin to wake up made Frederick tormented like crazy. He wanted to keep himself sober but just imagining what Erwin had to endure after waking up made it hard for him to calm down. All of this comes from him. Frederick was afraid that Erwin would avoid him because of trouble, Frederick knew it was completely unreasonable but he could hardly change his negative feelings.
The more he thought about it, the more gloomy Frederick's heart became.
Suddenly, Frederick saw Erwin's fingers move, and he hurriedly called the doctor. I don't know how many times this was the first time he bothered the medic thinking that Erwin was awake. The nurse wanted to scold Frederick but then stopped. They understand the restlessness and anxiety of the patient's family. This is unavoidable when the patient has to be monitored in the ICU.
At noon the next day, when Dylan Johnson and Franky James arrived at the hospital, Erwin still hadn't regained consciousness. Dylan hands Frederick a sandwich. For a whole night without sleep, Frederick looked even more wretched than yesterday. Although he could not bear it, he did not take the position to advise Frederick to rest while his lover was in a coma.