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    “Emerson had a feverst night, but it didn’t seem too severe. However, this morning, he suddenly convulsed and started bleeding from his nose. The doctor rushed him to the ICU and told me he was on the brink of death. I was at a loss for what to do, and I didn’t know who to turn to. I didn’t want to burden you again, but I…”


    She was so distraught that she nearly pulled Eileen off bnce, but fortunately, Bryan was there to steady Eileen’s shoulder, allowing her to regain her footing.


    “Try to calm down. I’ll speak with the doctor and ask Bryan to find a top leukemia specialist in our country,” Eileen said.


    Dalores hastily wiped away her tears, rose to her feet, and gazed at Eileen and Bryan with hopeful eyes.


    “Really? You’ll do that? You’ll really find a doctor? Emerson will be fine then, right?”


    “Yes, he will be fine.” Eileen gently guided Dalores to sit back down on the bench and patted her on the back tofort her.


    As Bryan turned to contact the doctor, Dalores slowly began to calm down. The corridor, once filled with noise, had be eerily quiet.


    Just then, the ICU door swung open, and the doctor called out, “Which one of you is… Pleasee here.”


    A young couple and several elderly people hastily approached the doctor. After the doctor said something to the family, they burst into tears, ovee with emotion.


    The child’s mother was consumed by grief, copsing to the floor as she wailed uncontrobly, while the others stood by, equally distraught andcking the strength to lift her up.


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    Apassionate nurse approached and gently pulled the woman to her feet, saying, “Please don’t cry. I’m so sorry for your loss. Takefort in knowing that your child was surrounded by love and happiness with you and your husband by his side these past few years. You’re still young, and you have the chance to build a new life and have another child…”


    Dalores’ heart skipped a beat when she heard this.


    Just recently, Emerson had started to utter his first words. He would sometimes say, “Ma…”


    When she and Emerson had lived with Kinsey, Emerson would always look at Kinsey with adoring eyes. Kinsey’s presence alone had been enough to make Emerson’s eyes sparkle with excitement, even though Kinsey had never bothered to hug him.


    Therefore, it was likely that Emerson would be happy to have both his parents by his side. Dalores’ mind was a jumble of thoughts as ideas continually surfaced and were pushed back.


    It wasn’t until almost noon that the doctor emerged with an update, revealing that Emerson’s condition had stabilized. His fever had subsided, and he would be closely monitored for another twelve hours before being transferred out of the ICU. Hearing this, Dalores breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the doctor.


    She then turned to Eileen and Bryan.


    “Thank you. It’s time for lunch. I’ll treat you to lunch.”


    But she was only offering to buy them lunch within the hospital, as she couldn’t venture far due to Emerson’s precarious condition.


    This put Dalores’ mind at ease. Eileen agreed, and Bryan was willing to do anything Eileen wanted.


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