Christine White heard the old man’s voice and temporarily snapped back from her uncertainty, reluctantly tugging at the corners of her mouth and squeezing out a smile, “Yes.”
“What’s he doing at Bort’s woman?” The old man asked, sitting up.
Christine White lowered her eyes, “He wanted to find out where Leo Bort and the others were.”
“So.” The old man lifted his chin, tentatively believing her words, but his narrowed old eyes, however, did not stretch out, “What did that woman from Bort say to you just now?”
Christine White sniffed, her eyes flickered a few times and she shook her head, “It’s nothing, don’t ask, Grandpa.”
She didn’t want to tell the old man the truth.
Yet the old man would not stop, his tone was heightened, “Speak!”
“Grandpa …” Christine White’s face was full of tangled confusion.
The old man stared at her intently, just waiting for her to speak.
Christine White had no choice but to compromise in the face of this persistent look from the old man.
But just as she had organized her words and was about to speak, the phone in her hand suddenly vibrated, interrupting what she was about to say.
Her heart sank abruptly as she recalled what Molly Bort had just said about sending her a picture, and she hurriedly flipped her phone over and unlocked it.
As soon as the lock was unlocked, a picture popped up.
The moment she saw the photo, the color of Christine White’s face instantly faded, and her eyes blackened, as if all her strength had been drained from her body.
She stared at the photo dead in the face, her eyes bloodshot, her breath coming in short gasps.
The photo only shows Molly Bort lying in Baird Lane’s arms, both of them unclothed and covered with a thin blanket.
Both Baird Lane and Molly Bort’s bare shoulders and necks were covered with red spots from their passion, which were so shocking to look at.
At this moment, Christine White was so shocked as well as irritated that she swayed and almost fainted.
But she held onto the railing of the old man’s hospital bed in time to stabilize herself and not let herself actually fall.
Her cell phone, however, didn’t hold and snapped to the floor.
The old man looked down just in time to see the picture on the cell phone, and his old eyes suddenly widened, while a breath came up and he collapsed on the hospital bed.
Tick! Tick!
The bedside EKG machine suddenly beeped sharply.
Christine White was awakened from the blow by the sound, and hurriedly looked back towards the hospital bed, and saw the old master lying there with his eyes tightly closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the whole man’s face turned pale with fright.
“Grandpa? Grandpa?” Christine White’s voice was slightly trembling as she called out to the old man twice, and then made a move to push him.
The old man did not respond, just like a dead man.
Now Christine White finally realizes that something is wrong, is utterly desperate, and is on the verge of tears.
She scrambled to press the emergency button on the bedside, and after she did so, she ran to the door of the hospital bed and opened it, yelling out, “Doctor, doctor! Someone come quickly!”
At the end of the corridor, Uncle Fu led a team of medics out of the elevator, ready to take the old man to surgery.
As a result, he didn’t take two steps before he heard the crumbling cries of Christine White.
Fu Bo’s expression changed violently, realizing something, not caring about his already inflexible legs and feet, he ran in the direction of the ward.
The paramedics behind him saw this, and after glancing at each other, they didn’t dare to delay, and they all accelerated their pace to catch up.
Upon arriving at the hospital room, Uncle Fu saw Christine White at the doorway, holding onto the doorframe and shaking, and immediately opened his mouth to inquire, “Young Granny, what’s wrong?”
Christine White heard his voice and a glimmer of hope finally rose in her eyes.
She quickly grabbed Uncle Fu’s hand and held it firmly like a life-saving straw, “Uncle Fu, quick, Grandpa he’s fainted and his EKG is unsettled, quickly save Grandpa, quick!”
“What?” Fu Bo’s pupils suddenly shrunk, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Quickly, though, he reacted by shaking off Christine White’s hand and rushing into the hospital room.
He went inside just as the team of paramedics arrived.
Christine White took several deep breaths in a row before she managed to calm herself down, and then commanded the group to hurry up and save the old man.
Outside the resuscitation room, Christine White stood there anxiously, her two hands clasped tightly together, worry about the old man written all over her pale little face.
“Young Granny.” Fu Bo walked behind her with a cold old face, “Please tell me truthfully how the master suddenly became like this all of a sudden!”
He questioned sternly.
Christine White bit her lower lip and slowly turned around with guilt in her eyes, “It’s my fault!”
“What the hell is going on!” Fubar increased his volume.
Christine White covered her little face and her voice choked up, “I was the one who called Baird when I saw it was almost time for surgery and he hadn’t shown up yet, and then … And then …”
The latter words, she was somewhat unable to speak, and her heart was even more pained.
But Uncle Fu did not stop there, and with a stern voice, “And then what, please be honest!”
Christine White was shocked by Fu Bo’s outburst of anger, and after her body trembled for a moment, she didn’t dare to hide anything and gave an honest account of the situation.
It was only then that Fubar realized that the old man had been irritated into this state by Baird Lane and Molly Bort, and anger ran high in his heart.
“Young master …” He hammered his fist on the cold wall, his eyes filled with gloom, “Surprisingly, it’s the young master!”
Christine White looked at such a Fu Bo, and then looked at the resuscitation room with the red light on, the small mouth slightly opened, wanting to say something, but in the end did not say anything, turned around and walked to the side to lean against the wall and wait for the old man’s resuscitation results.
After waiting for about an hour, the lights on the resuscitation room finally went out.
Christine White rushed forward a few steps and stood with Forber, staring expectantly at the door to the resuscitation room.
The doors opened and a doctor stepped out first.
Christine White didn’t wait for Forbes, either, but she jumped the gun and asked, “Doctor, how is my grandfather?”
“Yes doctor, is His Lordship alright?” Fubo asked as well.
The doctor took off his mask, and after sweeping his eyes deeply over Christine White and Fubo’s faces, he shook his head regretfully, “I’m sorry, we’ve done all we can, the old man was greatly stimulated, and his heart machine suddenly infarcted, and he can’t be resuscitated anymore ….”
“What?” Christine White’s ears boomed and it felt like the whole human world was spinning out of control.
It can’t be salvaged anymore …
“No way!” She shook her head violently, unwilling to believe this fact, and grabbed the doctor’s hand, pressing urgently and hopefully, “Doctor, you told me it wasn’t true, that my grandfather was fine, right? You’re lying to us right?”
Though Furber did not speak, he looked at the doctor as much in agreement with Christine White.
The doctor was quite upset, but he couldn’t lie to the two just because he sympathized with them.
Therefore, after he sighed, he drew his hand back, avoiding their gazes unforgivingly, “I’m sorry both of you, I’m not deceiving you, Elder Lu’s life has really come to an end, you can go in and see him one last time.”
With that, the doctor darted past them and out of the way.
Christine White looked at her drooping hand, no longer willing to believe the harsh truth, there was no way to disbelieve it at this moment.
She twisted her head and looked at the old man beside her with tears in her eyes, her voice filled with despair, “Uncle Fu …”
Fubuki’s eyes were red as well, just not crying out as much as she was and accepting reality more easily than she was.
He patted her on the shoulder, “Young Granny, come on, let’s go inside, to see off His Lordship.”
“What about Baird?” Christine White had not forgotten Baird Lane.