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glancing at the door of the operating theater opening the head surgeon woke out.

Avery stood up and hurriedly to meet the doctor, like a young one who was going to get a prize.

“Doctor, how is he doing? How was the operation?" Avery asked worriedly.

“Doctor, where is my daughter and how is she doing? Can I go see her, say something, please? Mr. Andrew said pleadingly.

“Calm down please," the doctor said after assimilating the multiple questions from the waiting parties. “The operation was a success but she is in a coma and it's critical" he pronounced.

“Ahhhhhhhhh" Mr. Anderson screamed.

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Seating up from his bed, he discovered it was merely a dream but a terrible one for that.

“Are you alright, I heard you scream and came to check on you" the young nurse said anxiously. She had come in upon hearing his scream and had been appointed by Avery to watch over Mr. Anderson as an additional job in case of his needs and health.

Mr. Anderson looking at the frightful and concerned nurse, sh