Chapter 291: 134: Slapping face, the real Miss of the Thompson Clan!_2
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“Do we still have blood plasma?”
Her voice was like the gentle breeze of April, warm and comforting, able to calm the heart.
After a series of treatments, Mrs. Thompson’s condition did not improve.
Doctor Bruce looked at Viola Thompson and frowned slightly.
He had always thought that Viola was too young to perform surgery on Mrs. Thompson.
Most importantly, Patriarch Lentz’s condition was completely different from that of Mrs. Thompson.
Although Viola had successfully treated Patriarch Lentz, it wasn’t guaranteed that she could help Mrs. Thompson. However, everyone trusted Viola.
No one listened to his advice.
Mrs. Thompson originally had hope of survival, but now she was at risk of dying on the operating table due to Viola’s lack of knowledge. How could they explain this to the Thompson Family?
Luckily, Viola was the long-lost daughter of the Thompson Clan; if they really pursued the matter, they wouldn’t blame it on the hospital.
“Miss Thompson, should…should we issue a critical condition notice?”
Viola held the defibrillator in her hands.
Doctor Bruce nodded, “Go ahead.’
If they didn’t issue a critical condition notice now, and something happened to Mrs. Thompson, the Thompson Family would undoubtedly hold the hospital responsible.
Other doctors looked at Viola, puzzled.
They had been full of confidence in Viola.
But now, it seemed that Viola…
This was too disappointing.
It seemed that Mrs. Thompson’s prospects were grim.
“Okay.” The nurse immediately rushed off to issue the critical condition notice.
She had thought that Miss Thompson was some extraordinary talent!
She was nothing special after all.
In the end, the hospital director had made the wrong decision.
The Thompson Family waiting outside the Operating Room was extremely anxious.
The moment they received the critical condition notice for Mrs. Thompson, everyone’s legs went weak.
Who could have expected that Mrs. Thompson would be in critical condition on the operating table?
The nurse’s expression was very grave, “Mrs. Thompson’s condition is very bad. There is severe bleeding in her subcutaneous tissue, and the surgery might have to be terminated at any moment. You should prepare funeral clothes for her.’
Once a craniotomy failed, there would only be one outcome for Mrs. Thompson.
The nurse was frightened by Mrs. Thompson’s condition. Her words were not meant to be alarmist.
Upon hearing these two words, Sylvia Thompson was so excited that she almost laughed out loud.
Heaven finally favored the diligent.
She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The old hag should have died long ago.
She should have died long ago!
These two words, funeral clothes, deeply shocked the Thompson Family.
Mary Perryne, Elena Williams, and Penny Kalafatis all went weak in the knees.
How… how could this happen!
Didn’t they say that the expert had a way to save Mrs. Thompson?
As the eldest sister-in-law, Mary tried her best to calm herself, “It’s alright, Elena and Penny, we have to stay calm.”
Elena was on the verge of tears.
Although she hadn’t spent much time with Mrs. Thompson, their relationship was as close as mother and daughter. She couldn’t accept Mrs. Thompson suddenly leaving them.
Penny nodded and supported Elena’s arm, “That’s right. Big sister is right.
Mom will definitely be fine.”
Sylvia glanced at everyone and walked toward the door.
Seeing her , Edward Thompson immediately followed and asked, “Sylvia, where are you going?”
Sylvia looked in the direction of the Operating Room, lowered her voice and said, “I’m going to find sister.”
Hearing this, Edward frowned and pulled Sylvia back, “What for?” She’s just an ungrateful and vicious woman after all.
Sylvia stopped and explained tearfully, “Bob, grandmother is in critical condition right now, and she might be in danger of losing her life at any moment. Sister is her favorite granddaughter, and the one she most wants to see in her last moments. I can’t let grandmother leave the world with regrets.”
Her performance was that of a perfect granddaughter.
Edward sympathized with Sylvia in his heart.
If he were Sylvia, he wouldn’t have given Mrs. Thompson a second look considering the way she treated him.
But Sylvia still treated Mrs. Thompson like her own grandmother to this day, thinking about her feelings and needs in everything she did.
Viola looked at Edward and knew that he would definitely hold her back.
As expected, Edward didn’t disappoint her.
Edward held Sylvia’s hand tightly, “Sylvia, you really treat her as your sister, but have you ever thought about what you mean to her?”
“Bob,” Sylvia looked at Edward, “l believe that sincerity can definitely qin sincerity..”