The Bear in the Hospital Was Not the Scariest Part of the Night
Hoping for a Lifeline
The vet finally responded, asking Hana to describe everything she could see. She didn’t waste time. Her words came quickly as she listed every detail: the shape of the tiny body, its pale color, how weak and barely moving it looked.
She tried to stay calm, but worry threaded through her voice. When she stopped talking, there was no reply. Just silence, filled with the quiet hum of hospital machines. She watched the creature shift, weaker now than before. Then it hit her. The vet wasn’t sure—it was either. But he knew one thing. It needed help immediately.
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