Director Ikenna stiffened but held his ground. Somto's reputation preceded him, and everyone in the room knew better than to take his tone lightly.
"I'm waiting," Somto continued, his tone dipping lower. "Because if someone's playing games with my sister's health, I promise you, they won't get away with it. Now, tell me, what exactly is wrong with her?"
Ikenna held his composure, recognizing that Somto's harsh words were fueled by worry more than anything else. He responded calmly,
"Somto, I understand your concern, but I assure you, she was stable earlier. We don't know how this happened. Please, allow my team to run these tests thoroughly. There may be an underlying condition or even something we overlooked."
Somto kept his gaze on Ikenna, obviously not convinced.
The room fell silent, tension thick in the air. Ikenna met Somto's gaze and exhaled, choosing his next words carefully. "Sudden seizures can occur for a variety of reasons. We're running these tests to find out why. At this point, speculating won't help. What I can assure you is that we'll do everything in our power to keep her stable."
Somto still didn't look satisfied, but he didn't push further. He swept his eyes over the attending doctors and nurses, silently commanding them to deliver on their promises.
"Make sure you do," he said, his voice quiet but chillingly firm. With that, he turned and left the room, leaving the medical team to carry on.
Once Somto was gone, Ikenna ran a hand through his hair, his expression betraying his frustration. "What are we missing?" he murmured to himself, already dreading the hours of analysis ahead.
Several hours later, the first batch of test results came back. One by one, they revealed nothing, no infections, no trauma, no neurological abnormalities. Each negative result left the team of doctors more puzzled and increasingly frustrated.
"What is going on with this girl?" one of the doctors asked aloud, voicing the collective thoughts of the team. "How can someone have a seizure like that with no apparent cause?"
Ikenna sighed deeply, leaning against the counter where the reports were stacked. "We must be missing something," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. "Something crucial. And until we find it, we won't have any answers."
The medical team exchanged worried glances, knowing full well that without a clear diagnosis, their hands were tied.
The doctors decided to conduct further tests, determined to get to the root of the problem. However, Nnenna protested, her voice filled with quiet frustration. "I'm fine now. There's no need for all of this."
Her words were met with skepticism. No one in the room believed her. And why would they? From their perspective, a girl who had just suffered a life threatening seizure claiming to be perfectly fine didn't make any sense.
Nnenna felt cornered. How was she supposed to explain the truth? That the love system had extended her life by a month? That revelation alone would have earned her a one way ticket to a psychiatric ward. She had no choice but to endure their doubt in silence.
For the next few days, the tests continued. Bloodwork, imaging, neurological evaluations, each procedure left her more drained than the last. She complied reluctantly, biting her tongue every time the doctors and nurses reassured her, "We'll find out what's wrong."
But deep down, Nnenna knew they wouldn't. How could they, when the cause of her miraculous recovery was something no medical equipment could detect?
Her frustration grew as the days passed, but she kept it hidden, plastering on a polite smile each time a nurse walked into her room. All she wanted was to get more good points and savor the time she had left, but convincing anyone of that seemed impossible.
Nnenna didn't get the chance to see Four again. She only knew from the system's updates that he had taken his therapy seriously. The good points she earned from encouraging him were a small comfort amidst her growing uncertainties.
Curious about his progress, she tried asking Director Ikenna about him. Instead of answering directly, he smirked and asked, "What's this? Are you starting to like that block of ice?"
His teasing tone made her freeze. The last thing she wanted was to give anyone, especially Four, the wrong impression. She quickly abandoned her inquiries, deciding it was better to avoid any potential misunderstandings.
Weeks eventually passed, and the doctors finally gave up trying to find the reason behind her sudden recovery after the seizure.
They couldn't explain it, no matter how many tests they ran. Eventually, they decided to discharge her from strict observation, allowing her some freedom to move around.
That night, Nnenna made up her mind. She was going to sneak out of her room. It had been too long since she had seen the world outside her room walls.