Novel & Cerita Goodbye Icu Husband—hello New Life

It's what he deserves for hurting my family. "I hope he rots in jail, bloody bastard," I muttered to myself as I hugged my mom. Just then the doctor came out of the Operation Theater and we all jumped to our feet to know about dad's condition. Goddess, just please keep him alive! I prayed. "Doctor, How is my husband?" mom asked her and my heart thudded wildly as I waited for the answer. "He is out of danger, but his lower body is paralyzed now," the doctor said and my heart mended itself and broke at the same time.

“Work and life kept turning around us as your father and I, your father and I wanted to get married, but no one in our family would come. We spent a good amount of time waiting for them to come around but they never did, and after another two years, we gave up on our old families, in favor of the new one we wanted to build together. We got married quickly in court, and spent our wedding night in our little apartment, filled with love. We had 5 months together after that, filled with the joy of youth.” “I lost him much more suddenly than I got him. One day in September he didn’t come home from work. I waited for him and called his office, when they told me that he had left hours ago, I starte

they just smiled and hugged him. Ranveer was allowed inside to see his wife in the ICU.. He went towards his wife and held her hands while tears were flowing continuously from his eyes... "I know you will come back for me, you know I don't have anyone and I don't want anyone except you and you know i will die without you so you came back..Thank you for coming back..I Love you priya,you are my reason to live" "I know" was all he got has answer and a assurance hold before she slept again..

"How are you feeling? The doctors said you have a mild concussion. You need to rest properly." I tugged at the corner of my mouth, tried to smile, and pain shot through the wounds. I sucked in a breath. "I'm fine. I'm not going to die," I said. "Don't say that." William's brows furrowed, but his voice softened. "Don't ever say that again. Mom and Dad are on their way. When they heard you were hurt, they immediately booked flights." Hearing our parents mentioned made my eyes sting. I had been abroad for three years. To keep everyone from worrying, I rarely told my family how hard the research had been, and I never told them about the times I'd nearly died. This incident must have terrified th

My eyes lit up when Keona delivered such joyous news. Despite being weak, I jumped down from the bed, “Sir…. Sir is perfectly fine?” I smiled. I never thought I would be able to smile again. “What happened? Where is he now?” Mr Fisher held me, “Your husband is fine, you can’t see him now, he is currently in ICU but you will be able to see him when we take him to his ward.” “But visitors are allowed?” I questioned. “Mr and Mrs Henderson don't want anyone to see their son in ICU,” Mr Fisher said, and I nodded my head in understanding, even though I didn’t understand.

the doctor said as he walked off. ***ONE HOUR LATER*** "Your husband is now in the ICU. We did all we could, but it is still unlikely that he will pull through. Would you like for me to take you to him?" The doctor asked, and I rose from my chair. "Yes, please take me to him," I said as I turned to kiss and hug Michael's parents and my own. Then turned to follow the doctor. I grabbed Michael's hand, prayed, and wept for my husband and father of our baby. Would he not have a chance to bring Cora into the world? Was I to lose the love of my life?

His brother-in-law hugged him tightly then they left the hospital with heavy hearts. Mr Ball went to the ICU to spend time with his wife. His life would be meaningless should something happen to his wife. He loved her so dearly.

He was barely clinging to life when they got him to the hospital. In the ICU, I stood by the bed of a man who used to be so full of life, then pierced with tubes, fighting for every breath with the help of oxygen. "Elias, I'm here," I whispered. With a struggle, he cracked open his eyes and attempted a smile, his voice a raspy shadow of itself. "Noelle, am I scaring you looking like this?" I shook my head, words failing me. "Noelle, since you've been gone, I've done a lot of thinking. We were crazy about each other once. When our son came into the world, I was on top of the world. I can't pinpoint when things started to slip, how I ended up here.

But I also did not want to stand up from here because I did not want them to get into an argument. “Take Lucy outside. I think she would love to see the garden,” I told one of the female bodyguards that came with us, and she took Lucy outside as the grown-ups continued to talk. “You said you wanted to see my family. You have seen them. Then I’ll be taking my leave,” Jonathan said and stood up immediately, and I stood up with him. “The doctor told me that I had two months to live,” his father said quietly, and I paused, and so did Jonathan.

A knock at the door broke in upon him. The nurse now came back, and her face was inexpressible “Is he—?” I croaked. She smiled gently. “He’s out of surgery. Stable. They’ll move him to the ICU shortly. You can see him soon.” Relief hit me so hard, that I slumped back against the pillows. But the tears didn’t stop. — Two hours later They wheeled me slowly down the hallway, Caleb at my side. The ICU was deathly quiet, sterile, and too clean to feel alive. Every room is sealed off by glass. Every breath inside is measured by machines and wires.