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29-CHRIS
"He won't stop bleeding, why is he still bleeding?"
The hysterical tone in Helena's voice brought me back from wherever I had gone.
"Ma'am, I'm going to ask you to leave," I heard a man's voice.
"Come on Doc. Let her be, it's her husband who got hurt." This time it was Alex I heard.
“Your husband needs X-rays and surgery.”
"No," I said as soon as I heard the last.
“Chris?”
I opened my eyes to find myself in a white and well-lit room, this light hurt my eyes, so I had to close them again.
“Where am I?” I asked feeling Helena's hand squeezing mine.
"You're in the ER," Helena said next to me, "You scared me so much, baby, you’ve been almost an hour unconscious."
"And we don't know if he suffered a head injury, ma'am." that voice sounded familiar to me but I couldn't know from where. "And his nose suffered again, we have to intervene now.”
"No operations," I said pushing Helena aside so I could sit d
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