As Aunt Fernanda's harsh words hung in the air, a sudden urgency gripped the room. The atmosphere turned icy, but before I could respond, the monitors started ticking fast, a frantic rhythm that pierced through the tension. Nurses and the doctor rushed in, urgency etched across their faces."What's happening?!" I exclaimed, panic rising as I clutched my grandmother's still hand.Aunt Fernanda echoed my fear, her eyes widening with alarm. "Is something wrong with Mother? Tell us!" she demanded, her disdain momentarily eclipsed by genuine worry.The doctor's face was grim as he explained, "Her condition has rapidly deteriorated. There's a sudden decline in her vital signs We're doing everything we can, but it's an emergency. Please step aside, we need to work quickly."The room transformed into a chaotic dance of medical professionals, their movements purposeful and urgent. Anxiety thickened the air as we clung to the edge of uncertainty, our eyes following every motion, every exchange
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