Chapter 143: Hours of Suffering
When Dash woke up, some hours had passed. Instead of getting up immediately, he slowly opened his eyes and, knowing he was in Devon's room, made no movement.
Devon, who had changed her clothes some time ago, was asleep beside him. She wanted to rest comfortably, at least before her mother's operation, and numb her depression for a few hours.
She knew they needed many hours to find out if her mother would be saved, something that would drain everyone mentally. But it was something they had to endure as a family, and she knew it perfectly.
Dash understood this to some extent, and he truly felt better accompanying Devon in this torment than waiting in a different country for his wounds to heal. The wounds on his face weren't a big deal; everything else was temporary, and what mattered was sharing the bad moments as much as the good ones.
Looking at his social media posts, Dash could see that he had quite a few followers, and their YouTube channel, which he had opened with Devon, where they taught Kung Fu moves with a chicken mask, had reached a million subscribers.
"I guess fighting in the middle of the night with a chicken mask did catch everyone's attention..." Dash smiled ironically, remembering how he had made the news after helping the police catch a criminal who was fleeing.
At that moment, he just extended his leg, causing the thief to fall; he had just finished recording a video, so he still had the chicken mask on. But what he didn't calculate at that moment was that the police were still far away, causing the thief to attack him upon realizing he had intervened in something he shouldn't have.
Dash defended himself, and after the video went viral, all the people who knew the guy who taught Kung Fu with a chicken mask were drawn to the channel to be part of martial arts.
Following the comments on his latest video, Dash turned off his phone, and at that moment, he saw that Devon had woken up.
"Don't I snore when I sleep?"
Devon frowned and asked, "Do you?"
"They say one changes as they grow up. It was a rhetorical question..."
Devon smiled at Dash's jokes. She got up and started putting on her shoes.
"Are we leaving?"
"I'm hungry; aren't you?"
Dash nodded as he put on his shoes and said, "We need to drive; I might be badly injured, but I think I can handle it."
"Then let's go." Devon handed the crutch to Dash, who felt a bit embarrassed to walk with something like this, and after going down the stairs, they both went to eat.
Throughout the day, they talked about many things; both needed to clear their minds, so that's exactly what they did. According to Devon's words, Dash realized how everything had turned out, and he was surprised to see the fights that had been uploaded to the internet. Miguel countering Daniel's kick, Devon's incredible fights, and the lamentable performance of Sakura Bushido's students with less than a year of experience.
Although they reached a good position, not obtaining both championships was something that was a bit painful. Dash had taken care of recording a good training session for the return of the martial arts school, so as long as Chozen decided to come and teach, things would change.
He would also take the next tournament more seriously, which would surely be more exciting than others. If there were more standout competitors, it meant that things would be much better. Chozen's appearance at the Sakura Bushido Dojo would liven things up, balancing the scales in history, and Dash might feel more in tune with the story Daniel was living.
After finishing talking, everyone returned to the hospital for the final farewell before the operation and to await the results.
This was an exceptional case, so the operation could last more than ten hours, which was in itself a very long torture that everyone had to endure.
Midway through the operation, Dash's family arrived; his father, who seemed indifferent before, had now decided to accompany Mr. Zac in his suffering. Elena, who hadn't seen her son since he returned from the tournament, accompanied him. She knew what Devon's family meant to him, so as a mother, she had to be there for him.
"Is it already more than ten hours?"
"Exactly almost eleven hours. Shouldn't we know the results by now?"
"We just need to know if there will be any complications after the operation; that's the main thing," Frederick said as he analyzed the situation.
At that moment, a group of tired-looking doctors approached them, and they were the ones who had been operating on Mrs. Zoé Lee.
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