Macy held her breath, waiting for the dean’s pronouncement. She prayed with all her heart that it would be in her son’s favor. Will didn’t deserve to lose his arm. Macy didn’t want that for him.
“What happened to him?” The dean asked.
“His arm got broken in an accident a few days ago,” Macy supplied, “But it got reinjured today during a scuffle. Dr. West said it’s worse now, and Will might lose use of it if it’s not treated soon.”
“Oh, no. Poor baby.” The doctor tsked, before turning to Jane, “The chairperson has been attended to completely, and all she needs now is ample rest. I think I will treat this little boy, since his situation is so dire.”
At the words, Macy’s heart soared with happiness. Her shoulders sagged with relief. Thank God. She was incredibly grateful to the dean.
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