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.
Savannah looked at Dylan with a puzzled expression.
Seeing her silence, the doctor explained, "you can say something he cares about. It will stimulate his cortex."
She took a deep breath, squatted down, and whispered in his ear. "Dylan, wake up, please! Olivia had just come back to life, and now you fell into a coma again. What's wrong with me? People around me get hurt all the time? I'm not only unlucky but also cursed?"
The doctor and nurse laughed.
However, that didn't work for the man in the bed.
Savannah bit her lip and decided to make a push. She glanced at her belly and continued, "Dylan, the baby can't be born without a father. Wake up, please!"
She repeated several times and noticed a slight flicker of his eyelashes. Though it was a tiny, momentary movement, she noticed it anyway. She looked back at the doctor surprisingly, "doctor! He seemed to move just now!"
The doctor smiled encouragingly, "well, come on. In short, you can talk to him about the thing he cares about most."
Savannah looked at the unconscious man in the bed with the hue of shifting thought in her large eyes. What did he care about most?
Now, nothing could be comparable to this unborn child. She flushed a little and whispered in his ear. "Dylan, I promise you I'll give you a baby and never think about abortion again, okay?"
Well, she just had to wake him up first.
His eyelashes fluttered, and this time it's more obvious than before.
Under the eyes of Savannah and the doctor, Dylan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were beautiful as dark obsidians, deep and uncanny. Though he looked still weak, he really woke up!
"You finally woke up!" Savannah did not expect her words could work so soon, overjoyed and almost jumped up.
"If you speak louder, I might be knocked out again." Dylan joked as he tried to sit up, his voice a bit hoarse.
She gaped at him. What? He heard it?!
Did she want to play the fool? Dylan frowned and stared at her. "I hate people who don't keep their word. If you dare contradict yourself, you won't get off easily."
She could only nod, "I won't go back on my word..."
His face relaxed, and then he smiled at her, "say it again."
"What?" Savannah gasped.
"Say what you promised again." He said gently.
Savannah looked at the man's deep eyes, his straight nose, and square jaw. He hadn't shaved, but his stubble made him doubly tempting.
Promise. The word touched Savannah and gave her too much pressure. She slightly regretted that she shouldn't say that in order to stimulate him. But what was said could not be unsaid. What if the man fainted again?
Her heart was softened as she thought of the scenes that he rushed into the fire and saved her out. However, she glanced at the doctor and the nurse behind them and felt embarrassed, "can't you wait till you're out of the hospital?"
"No." He refused. She was his woman, and there's nothing to be ashamed of!
Savannah bit her lip and hesitated, "I'll never think about abortion again. I'll..." after a long pause, she closed her clear eyes and said shyly, "I will give birth to your baby."
Dylan smiled complacently. He held her hand and then frowned, "did you spend a night here?"
"Yes." Savannah drank some water, nerving herself, her face still flushed.
"Didn't Judy and the driver send you back? Did you have a general check-up?" Dylan looked at her up and down. She was pregnant and had breathed so much smoke in the burning house.
"Yes, I'm fine," Savannah replied quickly, "Judy asked me to go back, but I refused. Don't blame them."
Dylan frowned and called Judy and the bodyguard in, and ordered them to take Savannah back to Beverly Hills for a rest.
"Mr. Sterling just woke up, and the doctor will arrange for him to have a general examination. Savannah, let's go back first." Judy said when she saw Savannah still hesitate.
Savannah nodded and then followed Judy out.
Not long after their footsteps disappeared, Dylan's eyes filled with an imperceptible luster. Though his head was still slightly hurt, he felt more comfortable than ever before. His mouth quirked up, and he stared appraisingly at the doctor.
"Well done."
The doctor smiled wryly.
Last night, the famous young master of the Sterling family decided to carry out the trick as soon as he was sent to the operating room.
So, Dylan was fine, and he woke up early; he just pretended to be unconscious.
The doctor deliberately said to Savannah that he might hurt the cranial nerve and she should say something to stimulate him.
What Mr. Sterling wanted was only a promise from Miss Schultz.
The doctor sighed. It was so unexpected that the CEO of the Sterling Group was not only good at business but also skilled in playing tricks to win a girl's love.
That's really interesting.
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Dearest Lovies,
Keep safe everyone wherever you are! 2021 is approaching, I am wishing you all a prosperous new year to come!
Love lots,
Anna Shannel Lin