Love Unspoken

Alexander took a moment to catch his breath, exhaling deeply. His expression returned to normal.

"I'm fine. What do you want to do next?"

Quinn looked around and didn't see anything she wanted to play with at the moment. She pointed to the distance. "Let's go over there and take a look." "Okay."

Now it was Quinn pulling Alexander along, not the other way around.

Finally, Quinn discovered the pirate ship ride.

Alexander was silent.

It was better than the drop tower, a bit less intense.

But not by much, it was on par with the roller coaster.

Afterwards, she wanted to go on the space shuttle and cliff swing rides. She didn't even glance at the gentle rides like the Ferris wheel.

Because when her dad used to take her to the amusement park, they only rode the Ferris wheel and carousel. He never let her go on the thrilling rides.

So, she dragged Alexander along and went on all the exciting rides her parents never let her try before.

After trying all the rides, she finally left the amusement park, completely satisfied.

As for Alexander, he sat in the car, his face pale, and his hands shaking as he gripped the steering wheel.

It wasn't from fear, but from pain.

Quinn sipped her coffee, seemingly not noticing his pale face, and handed him her coffee.

"Do you want some?" she asked.

Alexander waved away her coffee, resting in his seat for a full half hour before mustering the strength to drive Quinn back to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, they saw the doctor asking Olivia where the patient had gone.

Olivia didn't know either. When she saw them at the door, she exclaimed with joy, "They're back!"

The doctor saw the two of them and was about to say something, but Alexander collapsed as soon as he walked in.

This startled the doctor.

Quinn was also frightened. She dropped her snacks and knelt on the ground, shaking Alexander. The doctor pulled her away and called for a stretcher to take Alexander to the emergency room. Quinn stood there, bewildered. She didn't understand why Alexander had suddenly collapsed. Olivia stepped forward to comfort her. "It's okay, Mr. Kennedy is probably just exhausted."

Quinn blinked, thinking, 'Since we have played so long in the amusement park, he must be tired.' 'But his health is really poor. I am also tired and I didn't collapse at all.'

Kyle rushed to the hospital after getting the news. Alexander had already been transferred to a room next to Quinn's.

He asked the doctor, "What's going on? Why did he collapse again?"

"We're not sure what he did, but his surgical stitches haven't even been removed yet, and now they're all torn open."

Kyle frowned, feeling like Alexander was courting death.

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"Is it just the stitches that tore?"

"It's definitely more than just a simple wound split. His injury hasn't been healing well. A few days ago, his wound already split once, plus inhaling so much smoke, the check-up revealed he has mild hypoxemia." "What's that illness?"All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's a complication from carbon monoxide poisoning, one of the common critical conditions in respiratory medicine."

Kyle didn't hear anything else, just the word "critical." "Is his life in danger?"

"At the moment, it's not too serious. As long as he stops pushing himself and takes care of his body, he won't be in life-threatening danger. Otherwise, there's a high risk of respiratory failure in the later stages, with a very high mortality rate." Kyle became tense, silently thinking to himself, 'What if Alexander doesn't end up dying at Landon's hands, but at his own instead?'

He asked the doctor for some precautions and then thought about finding someone to take care of Alexander.

Otherwise, at this rate, Alexander might die before Quinn.

But after thinking it over, it seemed like no one could manage him!

Except for Quinn.

But given Quinn's current condition, she could barely take care of herself, let alone Alexander.