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~ Chapter 3# ~
Inside The House
"Well doctor? Is he going to be okay?" Martha asked anxiously twisting a wet cloth in her hands and placing it on Yusei's feverish head.
"He has a bit of water in him, and a fever but he should mend…"
Martha's brow furrowed, "Doctor… what about the blackouts he's been having? And the headaches? Sometimes they're so bad he can't even see… doctor I'm really worried about him."
"Martha… I might as well as go ahead and tell you the truth." The doctor looked over to pale form before going on, "Yusei is dying."
Martha paled her hands ceased their movement, "He just has a few cuts and burns… they'll mend doctor. He's okay! He's just tired-"
"No Martha, Yusei is dying… a server blow to his head has cause bleeding in his brain. Even if I do operate there is an 84% chance that he will die and a 68% that if he does make it through the operation, he will be paralyzed. It's your choice Martha."
Martha and the doctor turned quickly when they heard a small sob, Martha notice Jack and Kallen's shoes sticking out from under the table, "Jack… Kallen come on out now," Martha tried to be calm and sure but she could feel her voice breaking.
Kallen was the first to appear; tears glistened in his childish eyes. Jack crawled out from under the table and stood tall, wiping all sense of sorrow away. It wouldn't help anyone if he cried; it would only make things worse Jack reasoned silently.
"Yusei will be okay…" she tried to sound confident, "He just needs a little surgery… now go and check on the younger children while I talk with the doctor."
Just as Jack and Kallen turned to leave they heard a soft voice, "Jack… Kallen?" Jack and Kallen turned to the doctor who gave a hesitant nod. Jack walked over to the low hospital bed that Yusei was laying on. Yusei's eyelids fluttered lower, his small chest heaved up and down slowly, softly, like the beat of butterfly wings. His jaw twitched with the pain that shot through his body but his eyes maintained a look of peace like the peace that occurs after a storm at sea.
"Get better Yus…" Jack gruffly stated dissolving any hint of emotion in his voice. He turned his back, ignoring Yusei's pleading eyes. Only Yusei allowed Jack to call him Yus; mainly it was because Jack's arrogance rebuffed Yusei's protests.
Kallen squeezed Yusei's hand and smiled, "See you around Yusei…"
Yusei nodded and a faint smile spread across his face before his eyelids drifted closed. Martha watched the exchange and instantly she knew that there was only one choice. The operation was the only way to save Yusei, it was the only chance he had at life.
Martha watched as the doctor place on oxygen mask on Yusei's face. The mask envelope Yusei's face, Martha helped the doctor carefully turn Yusei onto his side. The doctor took out a sharp tool and made an incision below Yusei's skull before drilling a small hole at the base of the skull. Suddenly blooded pooled around Yusei's head, the doctor frowned and hurriedly tried to stop the bleeding.
Martha watched as the doctor motions became frantic, "Doctor?"
"I must have cut an artery… I may have even cut through the spinal cord… this shouldn't be happening!" muttered the doctor as more blood pooled below Yusei's head along with some clearish looking liquid. "The incision is allowing the liquid to be expelled from Yusei's brain cavity but he is losing too much blood, if I can't stop the bleeding… he'll bleed to death."
The monitor radiating Yusei's small heart began to beep an alarm that Yusei's heart was slowly shutting down. The doctor hurried to stop the bleeding and stitch up the incision, sweat dotted his forehead.
"No… please keep beating…" Martha begged Yusei's failing heart, she watched helplessly as Yusei began to slip away. She reached out to touch Yusei ashen cheek, taking hold of Yusei's hand she noticed that beyond medical reasoning, Yusei was slowly opening his eyes just enough for his blue eyes to shine. Yusei squeezed Martha's hand and gave a short smile before his eyes closed. The light pressure of Yusei's hand lessened and the monitor gave a long beep, signaling that his heart had finally given in to the stress of the world.
The Doctor frowned, and tried to find a faint pulse on Yusei's small wrist. Nothing. Martha let quiet tears stream down her checks as she removed the breathing mask. The doctor removed the tubes from Yusei's body and shook his head in sorrow. Yusei's struggle was over… or was it?
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