Dr. Manning was waiting by the recovery room, chart in hand, shaking his head as Gabe came down the hall.
“Now before you go crazy, listen to me. I put him in a medically-induced coma to get some rest. He became agitated in his sleep, fighting the tubes and monitors. His temp sky rocketed, BP was in stroke levels, and initial blood tests indicate an infection set in. He will not survive if he opens those wounds back up, but he will okay with a few days of rest.” Dr. Manning patted Gabe’s back.
“Look, go in and check his vitals and you’ll see he’s stable now. The surgery was not an easy one on his body. After you check on him you need to go home and rest.”
“I wish I could, but I can’t. I need to be here until his family arrives. I know what you said and it’s logical, but what am I going
