Chapter 952

Finally, Mayra was taken for blood and hair tests. After no abnormalities were found, the emergency medical vehicle carrying the patient was pushed out of the operating room. Mayra didn't know how to process all the emotions that were surging in her. As she stood there, her phone vibrated in her pocket. She answered the call, and a weak voice came through. "Mayra...is Brandon okay? Did he cause any trouble?" Mayra held back the tears that threatened to spill, her eyes slightly red. Her throat tightened as she struggled to speak, and no one noticed how her hand that was holding the phone trembled. She tried to keep her voice steady as she replied, "Brandon just had too much to drink. Once he wakes up, I'll take him back." "Good. If Brandon ever mistreats you, just come back and ignore him." The moment Mayra lowered her head, a single tear fell from her eye. "Okay." As the call ended, an officer approached her again. "Currently, he's still in a coma. During his stay in the hospit