“Good…” Ernest nodded, though emotion threatened to catch in his throat.
He offered her a tissue. “There’s no hurry. Take all the time you need.”
Later, when it was time to leave, Ernest personally helped Linda in and out of both her wheelchair and the car.
He gave a simple instruction to the driver. “Let’s head out.”
The driver gave a quick nod and started the journey to the well-known Pristin Mountain Sanatorium, tucked away in southern Srixby. It was a private facility, surrounded by quiet, natural scenery and staffed by expert medical professionals, caregivers, and nutritionists.
Meeting with the head doctor, Ernest shared his concern. “She hasn’t shown any progress. I’m trusting you with her care from now on.”
The doctor responded with a respectful smile. “You’re generous, Mr. Flynn.”
“Looking after patients is our responsibility, and we’ll give her the best care possible.”
“Okay.” Ernest nodded, then asked directly, “What do you think? Is there any hope for her recovery?”
“Honestly, it’s hard to predict at this stage. We’ll need to run a full assessment and begin treatment before we can say anything definite.” Ernest listened carefully, giving a quiet nod. “I’ll trust your judgment with her care.”
“That’s very generous of you.”
After leaving the office, Ernest went to check on Linda.
He kept his distance, staying just outside while the medical team introduced themselves to her for the first time. Through the glass pane, Ernest watched quietly.
Inside, Linda’s eyes widened with fear. “Who are you people?”
The head doctor addressed her gently. “Linda, there’s no need to worry. I’ll introduce myself—”
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“No!” Linda’s whole body shook as she backed away. “I don’t know any of you! Leave me alone!” The panic only grew stronger.
Hands trembling, she hurled anything she could reach at the doctors. “Go away! Get out!”
Her eyes found Ernest through the door, and her voice filled the room.
“Ernest!”
Desperation cracked her voice as she screamed, “Ernest, help me! Please, save me!”
As he watched from outside, Ernest’s jaw tightened, and his fists balled up.
“Mr. Flynn, now isn’t the best time for you to go inside…”
Ernest paused for a moment.
“It’s common for patients to react this way in the beginning. The doctors here are trained for these situations. Weren’t you hoping she could become less dependent on you?” The nurse kept her tone reassuring.
Those words struck a chord with him.
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