After the scan, Emily was gently pushed out of the exam room. Julian quickly approached, his face etched with worry. "How is she, Doctor?" he asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, Mr. Everhart. Everything looks normal. She should be waking up soon," the doctor assured him with a calm, confident tone. The nurse then pushed Emily into the arranged private patient room.
The hospital, one of the best private facilities in Paris, was bustling with activity as the late morning sun bathed the building in a warm, golden light. Outside, ambulances arrived and departed with a quiet efficiency, while visitors and patients entered through the revolving doors, greeted by the soft hum of the automated entrance. The beautifully landscaped gardens surrounding the entrance were meticulously maintained, providing a serene welcome to those arriving.
