Chapter 669: Chapter 669: It’s Not An Imagination

With that, she rushed frantically to the bed, holding Dylan's hand.

Jacob grabbed her by the shoulder, whispering huskily, "Savannah, he gave no response. It could be your imagination!"

"Not an imagination! It couldn't be! The feeling of his touch was clear. His finger did move! You may not check it out at home. Take him to the hospital and have a closer look. Maybe he will wake up soon!" Savannah said quickly.

"Even if he did move," Jacob shouted in a low voice to stop her from suffering another disappointment, "it's probably just nervous reflex activity! It doesn't mean anything. Not a sign of waking up soon! It's normal for vegetative patients to move their limbs!"

Savannah was quiet for a long while.

Recovering himself, Old Sterling glanced at Jacob and whispered, "Thank you, Dr. Shamon, you'd better go home right now."

Then he turned to Savannah sadly, "Savannah, come with me."