In the hospital, Mnie sat on the bench outside the emergency room, apanied by Dr. Lawrence and Sally.
Dr. Lawrence looked at Mnie’s empty eyes and did not know how tofort her.
When they arrived at the hotel, the old man’s body was already twitching uncontrobly. The doctor said that his condition was dire.
The old man’s blood pressure was high to begin with, and his health was already deteriorating. That was why the doctor repeatedly emphasized that he could not get too worked up.
Dn sat alone in the chair opposite them. Her head was down, and she was rubbing her hands on her legs, deep in thought.
Dr. Lawrence sighed. “Don’t worry, Ms. Smith. I’m sure Mr, Lancaster will be fine after getting some rest. He’s a good man, and the heavens will bless him.”
Mnie could not hear him at all. Her head was buzzing. Even sitting here was taking a lot of energy out of her.
She could not forget how frail her grandfather looked just now. Mnie covered her face in agony. She had never felt so helpless and lost before.
“Mnie!” Suddenly, Yana’s voice came closer and closer, pulling Mnie’s nk thoughts back to reality.
She slowly looked up as Yana approached.
“Why are you here?” As soon as she spoke, Mnie realized that her voice was extremely hoarse. It was low and deep, sounding like apletely different person.
She wondered if Yana had even heard her correctly.
Regardless, Mnie did not have the energy to repeat herself. She lowered her head again and did not say another word.
Just then, the door to the emergency room opened. Mnie shot to her feet and looked at the
doctor as he walked out.
“The patient is too old, and his blood pressure is too high. The situation is more serious this time, so you should be mentally prepared,” the doctor said as he took off his mask.
The blood drained from Mnie’s face in an instant, leaving her cold and pale.
She looked at the doctor in a daze. After a while, she asked in a hoarse voice, “How is my grandfather?”
“He has partial paralysis from a stroke caused by cerebral hemorrhage.”
The doctor’s words were like a bolt out of the blue, jolting Mnie senseless.
The door of the emergency room opened again, and Albert was wheeled out in the hospital bed.
He had an oxygen mask on his face, and his eyes were closed. The lights in the hospital corridor were bright and blinding as Mnie looked at her grandfather’s wizened old face,
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unable to react.
The old man was covered with a nket and pushed past her. Mnie saw the back of his hand, lying outside the nket with an IV in it. It looked like a withered branch.
Suddenly, Mnie was afraid.
She did not dare to follow her grandfather to the ward<b>, </b>nor did she dare to see her grandfather’s thin and weathered face again.
However, there were another person who did not care about all that.
When the hospital bed passed by Dn<b>, </b>she suddenly jumped up and pounced on her father on the hospital bed. She cried and wailed, “Dad, don’t scare me! I’m sorry<b>, </b><b>I </b>shouldn’t have angered you. Open your eyes and look at me. Don’t scare me!”
Her cries were very loud. The doctor beside her barked “Please lower your voice. The patient needs to rest!”
Dn wiped his tears and choked. “But he’s my father!”
As soon as she said that, Mnie spoke up icily. “Dn Lancaster. You just want money, right?
Dn paused. She turned to Mnie.
Mnie looked straight at her. Her expression did not change at all, and her voice was bone- chilling,
There were still tears at the corners of Dn’s eyes<b>. </b>She tried to look innocent, but the bruises on her face just made her look disheveled andical.
She said slowly, “Mel…”
“You did all that for half a million dors, didn’t you?” Mnie was feeling pretty numb now. She watched the doctor push her grandfather’s hospital bed away, her hand gripping the strap of her shoulder bag as hard as she could.