Chapter 290: 134: Slapping face, the real miss of the Thompson Clan!
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At these words, everyone realized that Viola Thompson was not outside the Operating Room.
It was indeed inappropriate for Viola to be absent while her grandmother was in surgery.
Mary Perryne explained, “Viola had something to attend to.”
Samuel Thompson followed up, “Viola went to inquire about our grandmother’s condition with the doctors.”
Upon hearing this, everyone showed understanding.
Understanding the medical condition.
Sylvia Thompson squinted her eyes, Samuel was indeed biased, covering up for Viola Thompson with just a sentence.
Viola was neither a doctor nor knew about medical practices. Even if she understood Mrs. Thompson’s medical condition, what could she do about it?
Could she help the doctors to perform the surgery?
This excuse was simply laughable.
So just because Viola is a direct granddaughter of the Thompson Clan, the Thompson Family can forgive her unconditionally?
Sylvia Thompson felt a chill down her spine.
If she were the one today, she would definitely be criticized.
She could not commit such a thing.
Edward Thompson also thought that what Viola did was too much and was annoyed that the family spoiled Viola.
Thinking so, Edward Thompson blurted out, “Our little sister doesn’t understand medical knowledge. What use is it for her to understand grandma’s condition? Can she even help?”
Sylvia Thompson quietly touched Edward Thompson’s arm, “Big brother, say less. Sister just came back, we should make her feel the warmth of home.” Upon hearing this.
Edward Thompson was even more upset. Look at how considerate Sylvia Thompson is.
And what about Viola?
The comparison was simply incomparable.
However, it’s normal when you think about it.
Although Viola grew up in a remote rural area and was not worldly, she still had the blood of the Thompson Family in her veins.
As a member of the Thompson Clan, she really had none of the Thompson Family spirit.
Sylvia Thompson definitely had the dignity befitting the Young Niiss of the Thompson Family.
Sylvia Thompson added, “Big brother, I understand Sister’s feelings better than you do. She’s new here, unfamiliar with everything, she must be feeling very restless. So, even if she’s not outside the Operating Room, I understand it, after all, she didn’t grow up with grandma.”
Not growing up together means no affection.
And without affection, where does filial piety come from?
Edward Thompson looked at Sylvia Thompson and sighed helplessly.
As her brother, he has always wanted to find Viola.
However, at this moment, he would rather have never found Viola.
Viola has a problem with her character.
Second, as long as Viola is here, Sylvia Thompson will certainly be wronged.
This is just the beginning.
There are still many days to come. He’s often away from home filming. He doesn’t know what kind of unfair treatment Sylvia Thompson will receive at home.
Compared to Viola, it’s clear that Sylvia Thompson is more like a granddaughter, and she’s also more filial.
He hopes that Mrs. Thompson can recognize Sylvia Thompson’s goodness when she wakes up.
The operation was ongoing with high tension.
Every second was passing.
Everyone was extremely anxious.
At this moment, the door of the operating room was suddenly opened.
A doctor hurriedly walked out from inside.
The Thompson Family immediately surrounded him.
“Doctor, how is my mothers condition now?”
The doctor said, “The operation is still ongoing, you family members should not worry and wait patiently.”
“How much longer will it take to finish?” Sawyer Thompson asked.
The doctor shook his head, “This can’t be determined.’
Mrs. Thompson’s condition was very complex, and no one could give a precise number.
Having said that, the doctor hurried away.
This situation was within Sylvia Thompson’s expectation.
Watching the doctor’s retreating figure, she squinted her eyes.
This time, the Thompson Family may never see that old lady again.
She was looking forward to that moment.
In the operating room.
Viola Thompson was dressed in a blue surgical gown, wearing a mask.
The mask was large, covering most of her face. Due to her lowered hat, only a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes could be seen from her body.
In front of her were the clear brain tissues.
In the flesh and blood, she could see the pulsing veins and arteries.
She held a scalpel and a hemostat in her hands, but there was no blood on her white rubber gloves. She was calm and composed, without a hint of nervousness.
A tense beep echoed in the air.
This was the sound of the heart rate monitor.
It would only sound when the patient was in a critical condition.
At this moment, the doctors performing surgery on Mrs. Thompson instantly fell into extreme tension.
Everyone looked to Viola Thompson.
Viola Thompson was still calm and unhurried, she said, “Prepare the defibrillator.’
“Yes, Miss Thompson..”