"Don't worry." The doctor calmed her and then began to check Dylan's heart rate and pulse with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. He looked a little more serious as he checked his pupils with a flashlight.
The nurse leaned in and helped the doctor.
Savannah's heart swelled and throbbed. He will be fine. He must be fine.
As soon as the doctor picked himself up, Savannah rushed to him, "Doctor, how's he?"
"The vital signs of Mr. Sterling are normal. He should be fine." The doctor said mildly.
"Why didn't he wake up? The effect of drug anesthesia should have gone off long ago! Are his cranial nerves really injured? Doctor, could you examine him carefully again...?" Savannah did not believe he was fine, her eyes filled with terror.
"It's possible. I suggest you stimulate him with words. For such a patient with a brain injury, he may recover a little faster under strong external stimulation." The doctor suggested earnestly.
