Chapter 128: Pain management

ALISON

When I opened the curtain next to his bed, Noah's eyes were closed and his breath was coming fast. Sweat dotted his forehead. It was so incredibly frustrating that I couldn't do anything to help him-nothing but sit here and hold his hand.

"Hey." I spoke softly so as not to startle him. "I'm back."

"Yeah." His voice was gravelly, and he coughed a little. "What's the news?"

"Well . . ." I decided to lead with the positive. "I talked to the doctor in charge of your care for now, and she's sending an order for more pain meds. The nurse should be here soon with that."

"Okay. That's good." His eyes met mine, and I wanted to cry when I saw the helpless fear there. "What about my leg? What are they saying about it? Are they going to set it or something? Surgery?"