Lisa Graham
A few moments later, there was a knock on the door and someone shouted, “Ma’am, are you inside? We’re from Elizabeth Hospital. Please open the door.”
I ran as fast as I could to the front door and opened it for them. I saw six male health workers coming in carrying medical equipment.
“Where is the patient you mentioned?” one of the medical personnel asked.
“In the room. Follow me,” I replied. The seven of us entered the room, and I showed them where Greg was lying in the same position as before. Greg’s face was still pale, and he was panting.
The health workers examined Greg and prepared to take him to the hospital.
“He must be taken to the hospital immediately. We will take him now. Please prepare all his belongings that might be needed during his treatment at the hospit
