IMPOTENT HUSBAND
What's wrong with sir?
Very complete nursing room. The pulse of the heart monitor is monitored by a doctor along with two nurses behind him.
The middle-aged man's face with thick eyebrows and a thin sideburn looked seriously examining the 7-year-old boy who was lying weakly on the patient's bed.
"His heart rate is still not stable, doc! Her body is also getting weaker" explained the nurse who controls the medical system here.
"Mommy!" The murmur escaped from between those tiny pale lips.
"Noahl!" Call Dr. Corner to try to interact.
"M..Mommy!"
"Call Mr Ebner!" Ask Dr. Corner for one of her sisters to come out soon.
However, when he wanted to reach the door the object was already open showing Moa who was still wearing sister clothes with Ebner entering with a panicked face.
"What's going on?" Tanya Moa stood by the nursing bed.
Moa looked anxiously at Noah's young face that looked increasingly pale. The boy with brown hair and fair yellow skin could only move his lips without opening his eyes.
"M..Mommy!"
"Noah! Noah, mommy's here!" Moa rubbed Noah's pale cheeks with one smooth hand.
Slowly, Noah's eyelids opened. My gaze and yelled a few times until finally Moa's visual was detected perfectly by the cornea of his eye.
"M..Mommy?"
"Well, mommy here," Moa answered, sitting on the bedside chair, holding Noah's tiny hand.
Doctor Corner sighed. He was also happy to see Noah who seemed happy about the arrival of Moa.
"Follow me out!"
"Well," Ebner replied, going out to follow Corner with the two sisters who wanted to talk about something important.
Moa just turned to look at the flash and focused on Noah who continued to look at him as if he was not bored.
"Did m. mommy eat right?"
"Sure, you don't think mommy can take care of herself, do you?" Ketus Moa but there was great affection emanated from her two beautiful eyes.
Hearing Moa's scathing reply, Noah's smile immediately expanded. The handsome boy with the mule in his jaw looked very mature.
"Mommy looks skinny."
"Well, it's because you don't cook for mommy anymore" Moa muttered Noah's back.
In the past, when Noah was not critical like this he was the one who took care of Moa. Although he was still 7 years old, Noah was an intelligent and organized child. He always forbade Moa to drink or live an unhealthy lifestyle.
Can be said, the title mommy is just a formality and in fact, Noah knows if Moa can not take care of herself. Women who are arrogant and bossy but can not do homework.
"Why do you rarely come here?"
"I'm sorry, mommy!" Moa muttered as Noah asked like that.
Noah is not angry and there is a warm smile that appears on his lips when both Moa's eyes water and heat up.
"Crying?"
"No, don't just talk!" Moa hurriedly rubbed her eyes. It looked funny in Noah's brown netra.
"Lately there's been a lot of work. Mommy didn't get to come here but, don't be that you drop. Understood?"
"Noah wants to go home!"
Moa. Instantly his chest tight not playing but as strong as Moa could hold it in order to still be able to look at the pale face of his son.
"Come home?"
"Well, it's quiet and uncomfortable. Noah wants to come with mommy!" Said Noah really no longer want to be treated here.
Every day he would only see the ceiling of the room and the sound of medical devices that sometimes scared him.
"Noah!"
"Noah doesn't hurt, mom! Noah is healthy!"
Moa was silent but her face was down. The tears escaped and always came out when Noah asked to go home when the conditions were not possible.
"N..Noah! Mommy can't take you home yet. You're not well and.."
"Noah doesn't want another operation!"
Moa immediately choked. The medical cable attached to Noah's chest made the boy look even more pathetic but, it was his life support.
"Noah wants to be with mommy. Noa was healed, "Noah said with heavy breathing.
"Don't talk anymore!"
"N..Noah i.wants to go home!"
"We'll go home when you're healed. Don't say much, you can't push yourself, "Easy Moa, but her voice starts to wither.
Noah took a deep breath as he felt pain in his chest. Moa, who saw her son having trouble breathing, called Corner's doctor outside.
"Noah!! Doctor!! Doctor!!"
That door is open. Doctors Corner and Ebner soon approached the bed where Noah looked increasingly pale.
"This is the heart transplant rejection effect. Noah's body was too weak and could not receive this second transplant" explained Corner's doctor while pairing breathing apparatus on Noah.
Moa couldn't bear the pain and sadness of seeing Noah like this. Moa got up and walked out of the room, followed by Ebner.
"Moa!" Lirih Ebner when Moa smothers the face with both hands while leaning against the wall.
"A..what should I do? I'm.."
"Noah will be fine" Ebner rubbed Moa's shaky shoulders.
"He's had surgery many times and it's not easy for a kid his age, Ebner! I. I can't see it like it keeps, I can't!" Frustrated Moa rubbed her face rough because the tears could not last long.
"Calm down, we'll work until Noah is completely healed. You're not alone."
Moa stared at the weak Ebner who immediately gave her a hug. Moa does not refuse because only Ebner is always supporting Moa when there is a situation.
"Noah will be fine. Don't worry!"
"What did the doctor tell you?" Moa asked to take off Ebner's embrace and then rubbed her face to make her calmer.
"Doctor Corner has collected various ways so that Noah's body doesn't refuse another heart donor but, Noah only has one chance to receive a transplant if it fails then.."
Ebner didn't continue because Moa must have known what she meant.
"That's gonna work. Don't worry."
"Is there a donor?" Moa asked but Ebner's face instantly dimmed and shook weakly.
"Yet. They were still searching for Noah's body's qualifications. Just calm down!"
Although Ebner continues to try to calm him down, Moa can never contain the anxiety about Noah. The fear of losing her adopted son made Moa depressed until she could not breathe.
.......
In Apartment..
The clock was at 9pm but the man in the wheelchair was still wandering outside the room. Sometimes he took the vodka in the kitchen and then to the quiet living room and went back to the room.
That was how it was at all times until Jio's new assistant came out of Zhen's study room instantly confused.
"Master!" Said Jio's assistant when he saw Zhen sitting in a wheelchair right in front of the entrance of the room.
"Master! Is there a problem?"
"That's..Zoe could not sleep, "Murmured Zhen massaged his temple and then gulped down a can of vodka the third time in Zhen's hand.
"Little lady may have gotten used to Moa's sleep, sir!"
"Hm, unfortunately the woman did not return, either" Umpat Zhen finished the vodka in one big gulp.
Assistant Jio was silent for a moment. He had already told their subordinates to search and supervise Moa and until now there had been no news.
"Don't worry, sir! Our members must be.."
"Who's worried about that woman?!" Sambar Zhen stared intently at Jio's flinched assistant.
"I mean, don't worry about little lady, sir! Not to Moa."
"Other times, speak until it's done," Press Zhen immediately left with his wheelchair.
Jio's assistant knitted a puzzled eyebrow. It was obvious but it was Zhen who cut his sentence roughly.
"What's wrong with Mister?!"
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