When Nathaniel's car screeched to a halt in front of the hospital, Kendrick was already at the entrance with a team of doctors, waiting anxiously outside the emergency ward.
The moment Nathaniel stepped out, carrying Ivy's limp body in his arms, Kendrick's heart almost leapt out of his chest in horror. His chest tightened and his eyes widened as he rushed toward them.
"How is she?" he demanded, panic lacing his every word.
"She's not breathing," Nathaniel choked out, fear and anger twisting his voice.
Kendrick's knees nearly buckled. He clasped her cold hand, his voice trembling in desperation. "Oh God… Ivy, please… You have to fight."
Dr Klein leaned in, his sharp eyes scanning her condition as she was carefully laid onto the stretcher.
A deep frown creased his brows as he barked out orders to the team of doctors and nurses on standby.
"Take her to the emergency theatre immediately and prep for surgery. I suspect multiple rib fractures...possible punctured lung.
