Gene looked at Skylar, Howard, and Jacky and said, “The airport environment is a bit noisy. You all are familiar faces to him, especially the presence of this lady, which may be
overwhelming for him to process right now.
“Let’s leave the airport for now. However, it may not be a bad thing. His condition has been fluctuating.”
Howard and Jacky exchanged glances, understanding the implication. Howard, being a doctor, could infer the gravity of the situation.
Paul’s mental state had been severely affected, with Joe’s death and the traumatic experiences of the past three years taking a heavy toll on him.
Surviving until today had not been easy.
Skylar spoke softly to Paul, “It’s okay. It’s okay. The most important thing is that you’re back.”
Paul seemed not to hear her at first. After a few seconds, he finally looked up at Skylar with red
eyes. The apologies that had been tumbling from his lips finally ceased.
“Let’s go. It’s too noisy here. You must be tired from the flight. Let’s get in the car and rest for a bit,” Skylar said gently.
Paul stared at her earnestly and slowly nodded in response.
Seeing Paul calm down, Gene displayed a look of surprise. Howard and Jacky both felt a wave
of relief wash over them.
They struggled to accept the reality of the situation. Paul’s transformation was staggering.
Once they were in the car, everyone fell silent. Paul got in and immediately became particularly quiet, closing his eyes and falling asleep shortly after. Gene and Winthrop were equally exhausted, their eyes shut as they rested.
The car was eerily quiet until they arrived at the hospital.
After arranging Paul’s admission and conducting a series of tests, Howard and Jacky canceled all their appointments for the day to stay by Paul’s side in the ward.
Meanwhile, Skylar went to speak with the doctor, Chase Maldonado, about Paul’s condition.
The results from the tests conducted in Murida were similar to those here, indicating he would
need.some time in the hospital for treatment. As for the scars on his face, Chase could perform surgery whenever Paul consented.
The leading psychologist in Jipsburg was available on call. She stood in the hospital corridor, momentarily disoriented.
Chapter 1269
Paul’s repeated apologies had erased any lingering Illusions in her heart.
Just as she leaned against the wall, feeling a bit weak, someone suddenly grabbed her arm. A deep, familiar voice resonated above her, “Are you okay?”
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