“Um, Noah is my brother,” Allison told the nurse when she finally understood what was happening. “The IV fluid will run out soon.”
One of the nurses helped her climb out of the bed and then accompanied her to sit on the other bed. Allison looked at her brother who was lying motionless on the hospital bed.
“Hey, Allie!” Noah said weakly. His lips barely moved as he tried to raise his hand when the bed passed by her. “I’m still alive!”
Allison nodded at his brother and smiled at how he tried to make fun of his situation. She saw how Noah winced when they lifted him and transferred him to the bed inside the room. One of the nurses was holding his injured leg up and then left it hanging by tying the rubber-like material again to the frame above the bed. The nurses told them to push the
