"Beep... beep... beep..." In the huge intensive care unit, the sound of the heart rate monitor was extraordinarily piercing in this quiet environment, serving as a constant reminder to Charlotte Cooper of Henry Russell's health condition.
Henry, with his pale lips, was still lying weakly on the hospital bed in the Intensive Care Unit; his once profound eyes now remained tightly shut due to his coma showing not a glimmer of vitality.
Since Henry ended up here for saving Charlotte, she never left his side, spending day and night in hopes of his awakening.
Sitting by the bed, Charlotte gazed at Henry, her heart aching indescribably. She was careful as she took hold of Henry's cold hand, hoping to bring him some warmth.
Just like before...
The round-the-clock care was visibly wearing Charlotte down, but despite the overwhelming drowsiness, she insisted on staying by his side.
Perhaps it was psychological, but Charlotte suddenly felt the beat of the monitor slightly quicken.