I stood there, feeling utterly helpless and at a loss.
Perhaps it was because I knew John Davis was someone Joy deeply trusted that I couldn't control my emotions.
I didn't hide my anxiety as I looked at John Davis. "Mr. Davis, besides his head injury, how are his other injuries? Did the doctors say how long it might take for him to wake up? And... will there be any lasting effects?"
I was on the verge of breaking down, questioning why fate had to be so cruel to him.
John Davis looked at my face, showing a hint of helplessness. "He also has injuries to his arm and chest, but the most serious is the head injury. The doctors can't specify when he might wake up. It could be days, or it could be months... it all depends on how well the bleeding in his head resolves."
Hearing this, my anxiety only grew. I couldn't hide my distress anymore, and tears started to flow. I quickly wiped them away, realizing how emotional I had become.