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“Oh, my goodness, he‘s brain-damaged? Is that why he‘s mentally ill?” she said openmouthed.
“Yes. We ran some tests, and those tests confirmed it, but of course we had to give him some medication to keep him calm, you know, put him in a state where he couldn‘t even talk.”
“It was that bad, huh?”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
“I wouldn‘t worry about your nurses if I were you. I know that there‘s someone out there who will help them.”
“Oh if you‘re talking about whom I think you‘re talking about, I don‘t think they know what happened just yet.”
“They know. Trust me. As a matter of fact, I think those people are doing something about this situation as we speak.”
“Let‘s hope so.”
The comment that Starr made about Carlos and Robinson, to her, this was just wishful thinking, but she couldn‘t be more right. Carlos was just getting out of the room of the brain-damaged nurse after doing some major secret work to make his brain regenerate, and Robinson had a female nurse in the hospital give the other nurses some medication to calm their pain and reverse the injuries they had, medicines that Sergio had created in a matter of days. These medicines however, they were not for sale. They didn‘t have labels just yet. In due time, the world would know about them, and those who were suffering because of their poor health would have a chance to get on their feet once again, live for several more years, and die solely of old age.
Dr. Irvine, the doctor who was in charge of the case of Nurse Horton, came back into the ICU to check on his condition and know if Nurse Horton would die tonight or not. It took him by surprise that Nurse Horton no longer needed to be hooked to these machines to stay alive. He was disconnected from them immediately, and now he could breathe on his own, and his five senses were beyond great. He could walk, talk, and do everything on his own, like Constantine had never hurt him. Dr. Irvine was thrilled to have good news for the Horton family. They were all in the waiting room, crying together, praying for Nurse Horton to get better. As a nurse walked Nurse Horton out of the ICU, Nurse Horton said, “How come I‘ve been asleep for so long and I still feel drained?”
The nurse had no answer for that, so she just smiled and kept walking with him.
“I guess you don‘t know.”
She didn‘t respond.
“Ok. Do you know when I‘ll get back to work?”
“You‘ll have to stay here for a few more days to make sure that your recovery is complete and then you‘ll get back to work.”
“Oh, no, what if I don‘t get paid?”
Everyone just laughed. They didn‘t know what to say to that one.
A few days later, Nurse Horton was back to work, but he made sure to stay away from Constantine. In the several hours that Constantine had here, he‘d figured out how to fool everyone into thinking that he was in perfect mental health and that he was ready to go home. In the meantime, he was planning something that would change the lives of everyone he knew, forever. He was still very ill and very angry, after all that these disgraced nurses put him through. He wanted to get revenge on Robinson and Carlos. Hadn‘t it been for them, he would‘ve never