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    Before Bryan could unbutton Eileen’s pajamas, Ruby shouted anxiously from outside, “Eileen,e and take a look! There’s something wrong with Gabri!”


    Eileen froze for a second. She then pushed away Bryan and ran out of the room barefoot.


    “Gabri still hasn’t woken up, and there are many red rashes on her face!” Ruby said, her voice trembling with worry. Ruby trailed behind Eileen, her brow slick with sweat, as they hurried downstairs. Upon seeing Gabri’s chubby face covered in thick, red rashes, Eileen felt her heart sink.


    “We need to go to the hospital, now,” Bryan swiftly assessed the situation, scooped up Gabri, wrapped her snugly in a coat by the door, and rushed out.


    Without taking the time to change, Eileen slipped on a pair of slippers by the door and followed Bryan and Gabri. They got into the car and headed straight to the hospital.


    On the way to the hospital, Eileen patted Gabri’s cheeks, urging, “Gabri, wake up! Please don’t scare me!”


    The pale and fragile childy in Eileen’s arms, her delicateshes resting gently against her eyelids. There was no sign of her waking up.


    Eileen’s heart raced like a boiling kettle about to whistle, her breathsing sharp and shallow.


    As soon as Eileen and the others arrived at the hospital, Gabri was rushed into the resuscitation room, surrounded by a team of pediatric specialists.


    Momentster, one of the doctors hurried out, asking urgently, “Has the child eaten anything out of the ordinary today?”


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    Eileen shook her head. “No,” she replied, her voice tight with worry. She had been careful with Gabri’s diet, always introducing new foods in tiny amounts and waiting days to check for allergies.


    The doctor’s frown deepened. “Based on her symptoms, your daughter is experiencingryngocele due to a severe allergic reaction. She’s struggling to breathe. Our team is working to stabilize her. Please, try to remain calm while we treat her.” With that, he hurried back to the resuscitation room.


    Eileen sank onto a nearby bench, her mind racing. She desperately tried to recall everything Gabri had eaten today. Meanwhile, Ruby and the others reached out to Bryan to ask about the situation, and Bryanforted them for a while.


    “How could this happen?” Ruby’s voice trembled with worry. “I’ve only given her regr meals these past few days, nothing out of the ordinary.”


    Bryan’s voice was tense but controlled as he responded, “I understand. Try not to panic. I’ll update you as soon as we have more information.”


    After ending the call, Bryan instructed Raymond tounch a thorough investigation into the restaurant’s ingredients, focusing on everything Gabri had consumed.


    Recognizing the gravity of the situation, the restaurant staff worked through the night, meticulouslypiling a detailed list of every ingredient they had used—down to the trace of salt in their kitchen.


    Suddenly, a staff member’s voice cut through the tense atmosphere. “Manager, look at this!”


    On the security footage, they watched in horror as Angel appeared, surreptitiously tampering with Gabri’s milk bottle before returning it to the waiter.


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