A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 223

Chapter 223 Can You Give My Brother Back?

There was still no response. It seemed that there was no one in the hospital.

Darlene used one hand to support the bed. When she got up, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her hand. She looked at it and found that there was a needle in the back of her hand. She was having an intravenous drip.

The intravenous drip above her head was almost empty. She recalled the moment she woke up and remembered that she was woken up by an alarm clock.

Someone adjusted the alarm clock. When the drip was about to finish, the alarm clock woke her up. The person had undoubtedly left.

She looked to the side and saw the phone on the bedside table. It was also the phone that had just rang. It was Nathen's.

Darlene felt fear. With her current physical condition, she could not get out of bed. After Nathen set the alarm clock and put the mobile phone there, he left.

When Darlene came over at noon, she could still see one or two doctors and nurses in the hospital. Now she tried to call someone over, but no one responded to her.

She could not imagine what happened during the half day she was unconscious.

Before she fainted, it was not even noon. But now it was already late at night.

Darlene tried her best to hold her up with the hand that did not have a drip. She wanted to sit down. She could not lie there doing nothing. Something must have happened outside.

She tried her best to get up, and her forehead was drenched in a cold sweat. A strange woman's voice with a bit of gloominess came in from outside. "Darlene, is Nathen's heart good?"

Darlene's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She loosened her grip and fell back onto the bed.

Vivian was no longer the same as before. When she came in from outside, she was wearing a mask that covered half of her face.

As for her exposed neck, eyes, and hands, not a single part of her skin was intact.

On such a dead and silent night, Vivian walked in like a ghost. Darlene looked over and felt a chill.

The woman in front of Darlene now could not remind her of Vivian. She did not even look like a person.

Her voice was hoarse like an old man who could hardly speak. The scars on her forehead were clearly visible, and the scars on her hands made people shudder.

Darlene was scared, not to mention that she was now in such a completely strange environment, and there was no one else around her.

Vivian took another step forward and stood by the bed, staring at Darlene. "Darlene, I'm asking you, is Nathen's heart good? Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"He put such a healthy heart in your chest. Are you used to it and happy?"

Darlene tried hard to grab the quilt on her body, and her whole body was tense. "What are you?"

When Darlene finished speaking, she realized that she said something wrong. She was scared silly and immediately changed her words. "Who are you?"

Vivian laughed and leaned over to look at Darlene's frightened face. "Who I am is not important. What is important is that you, Darlene, can live again.

"You are so capable. When you are dying, someone gives you his life. Now you are pretending to be innocent after getting a bargain. Can you live for thousands of years after taking someone else's life?"

Darlene did not want to listen to Vivian's words again. "Not long ago, Dr.

Elicott was still fine. He must have something to do now. Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Vivian put two pieces of paper in front of Darlene's eyes and said, "Look carefully. Nathen's signature. One is a will, and the other is a deal with the underground market.

"I saw with my own eyes how a few men carried his body away. He could not find a legal institution to do this operation, so he asked the people in the underground market to do this. The condition is that the underground market can have his body later."

Darlene stared at the paper. Vivian was a little surprised. "Darlene, it has been so many years. Don't tell me you can't even recognize Nathen's handwriting. I really don't know what he wants. Is it worth it?"

Darlene's hand, which was holding the quilt tightly, began to tremble. Her face turned pale. "I don't believe it. Dr. Elicott is a normal living person. He can't do this, and no one dares to do such an operation.

"He said that someone's heat just happens to match mine and can donate it to me when he is in critical condition."

Vivian sneered, "Why don't you believe it? One is a man who is crazy about you, and the other is a person who only cares about money and interests.

"Why is it impossible? Darlene, listen to your own heartbeat now. When Nathen was still alive, you definitely didn't know that his heartbeat was like this, right?"

Darlene lost control of her emotions. The bone-piercing chill quickly spread throughout her limbs and bones.

She was so cold that she could not move. Her teeth trembled, and her scalp went numb to the point that her entire mind was completely blank.

Her face was ghastly pale. Her hands trembled as she pulled the needle off her hands. She trembled and struggled to get up. But she fell to the ground again.

Darlene could not stand up. She simply held her hands on the ground and tried to climb out. "No. Dr. Elicott is just outside. He can't. It's impossible."

Darlene was told that the heart donator was a dying person, who was a cancer patient and was in critical condition.

She had agreed that after the operation was done, she would send Nathen a big gift to thank him.

At the end of the corridor outside the door, noisy footsteps were approaching them.

Vivian stared at Darlene's back with a face full of hatred, but when she heard the movement outside, she immediately jumped off the platform in the ward and left first.

If Vivian provoked Darlene with a few more words, with Darlene's current physical condition of having just undergone surgery, Darlene would die from overreacting emotions.

But Vivian was not completely out of luck. At least Darlene had known the truth, and Sandra's plan was useless. When the time came, what awaited

Sandra would only be a fate worse than death.

Darlene climbed to the door. She heard footsteps approaching. She was full of expectations to see Nathen appear in front of her, but a pair of women's high heels appeared in her sight.

She tried hard to look up and saw Leana, whose face was pale, and her eyes were red.

Darlene's eyes were full of fear. "Ms. Elicott, did you come to find Nathen? You know where he is now, right? My heart can't be his, right?"

Leana did not intend to tell Darlene the truth and wanted to take care of her emotions.

But hearing Darlene's words, Leana slowly squatted down and looked at Darlene. "You know. I only have one brother. You can't bear to do it, right? Ms. Garcia, can you give my brother back to me?"