"What? How could my son be in such a condition! Will he never wake up again?"
Faye Sterling cried out in heartbroken despair, turning to throw herself into Alaric Faulkner’s arms.
Alaric furrowed his brows slightly, extending his hand to hold Faye back, keeping her from getting close.
"Caleb is going to be fine."
Eleanor Sterling felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing Faye squeezing into Alaric’s arms.
Caleb was still okay, yet Faye was wailing as if Caleb had already passed away, inexplicably annoying everyone.
She calmly said, "Caleb is going to be fine, don’t cry as if he’s already gone."
With Eleanor’s words, Faye’s crying halted, instantly turning to anger.
She glared at Eleanor, rebuking, "It’s not your son who’s in trouble, of course you feel nothing!"
"My poor Caleb! He’s so small and has to suffer such pain..."
Eleanor couldn’t be bothered with her, knowing that the lab’s results should be out by now. She went aside to make a call to inquire.
As the call connected, Eleanor asked, "Hello, are the blood test results I sent out ready?"
The lab was being handled by Liam Keene.
He lightly coughed, somewhat guilty, "They are out, but Caleb’s situation is quite strange, we still haven’t figured out what’s wrong."
Eleanor furrowed her brows, even her laboratory couldn’t figure it out?
In an instant, she felt her world spinning, her body swaying slightly, and her mind buzzing.
Liam, hearing Eleanor’s silence, quickly spoke up, "But we’re already working on the latest medication, and we’ll let you know the result as soon as possible."
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Meanwhile, Alaric and Old Master Faulkner were comforting Mrs. Faulkner. Dylan Lawson arrived hurriedly with several neatly dressed experts.
"Alaric, what’s the situation?"
Alaric’s face was stern, gritting his teeth, "It’s not just Caleb; even Faye is unconscious!"
The harm done to the two children was too vicious. If he found the culprit, he would definitely not let them go!
Mrs. Faulkner, seeing Dylan appear and knowing that the Lawson Family were renowned in medicine, hurriedly approached, "Dylan, you must save Caleb and Faye, those poor children have suffered."
Dylan quickly nodded, "Madam, don’t worry, I came as soon as I received Alaric’s message, and I’ve brought experts from all fields. We’ll begin a consultation immediately."
The experts entered the meeting room.
Eleanor quietly followed and sat down, wanting to hear what these experts had to say.
A seat away, Faye also entered to sit.
Thinking about her success, Faye bore a slight, subtle smile of satisfaction, feeling delighted.
Coincidentally, Eleanor turned to catch Faye’s expression, her eyes narrowing.
Why did Faye seem pleased?
Was she happy that something happened to Caleb?
Feeling a gaze upon her, Faye immediately restrained her smile, turning to Eleanor, saying coldly, "What are you looking at!"
Because she was too pleased, she almost let it slip.
Fortunately, no one noticed, nor would anyone suspect her.
After all, her current identity was that of Caleb’s biological mother, and no one would doubt her intentions.
Eleanor ignored her, calmly retracting her gaze.
Perhaps she was overthinking it, Caleb was her son, and there wasn’t a parent in the world who wouldn’t worry about their own child, so how could she be happy.