"Vivian, what should we do now!"
"If Dad dies..."
"I’ll have no family left in this world!"
Vivian Sinclair felt a jolt in her heart!
Old Tanner was not a good person.
When he was young, he often committed dostic violence, and Jasmine’s mother couldn’t bear it, so one morning she left Jasmine and never returned to the Grant Family.
Since then, Jasmine and Old Tanner depended on each other.
But Old Tanner still didn’t appreciate it and frequently beat Jasmine.
He even intended to stop her from continuing her studies at Ardis University due to sothing Lillian Rivers said and almost wanted to marry her off to soone Lillian designated to gain a hefty dowry.
If it hadn’t been for Vivian Sinclair’s intervention, Jasmine’s life would have been ruined.
Jasmine hated her father.
But she couldn’t just stand by and watch him die.
Because in this world, they were each other’s only family.
So Jasmine could watch Old Tanner go to jail, but she couldn’t accept him dying just like that.
Jasmine’s cries weighed heavily on Vivian Sinclair’s heart.
Was it still too late?
Soon, they arrived at the hospital.
The ergency departnt was fully prepared and waiting downstairs, and as soon as Vivian Sinclair and the others arrived, Old Tanner was imdiately sent into the ergency room.
Jasmine, with red eyes, kept wiping her tears and started praying.
Vivian Sinclair went straight to the office to find the duty supervisor: "Please make every effort to save the patient who just ca in."
"No matter how much it costs, we can bear it."
"Please, I’m begging you!"
Vivian Sinclair bowed with utmost solemnity to the supervisor, who, noticing the figure entering behind her, sprang up from his chair.
He looked very nervous: "Miss, you’re too polite, saving lives is our duty and responsibility as doctors."
"We will do our best."
Soon after, the ergency room called urgently for the supervisor to go over.
"The patient isn’t going to make it."
"The injury in his brain is severe."
"His body is full of fractures and broken wounds."
"Blood pressure keeps dropping..."
"I’m afraid it’s beyond help..."
The supervisor’s face turned pale, and he quickly ran towards the ergency room.
Vivian Sinclair felt her heart sinking deeper and was about to chase after.
Julian Thorne grabbed her: "Slow down."
He glanced at Vivian Sinclair’s belly as he spoke.
"Don’t forget, you’re carrying two little ones in there."
Vivian looked at him, recalling the special office she had visited with Julian Thorne in the hospital and the special treatnt he received, and suddenly grasped onto his arm as if holding onto a lifeline.
"What should I do... Mr. Thorne, I rember you having a good relationship with this hospital, could you perhaps ask the director, or find so way to invite so experts?"
"Old Tanner can’t die, he just can’t!"
Julian Thorne couldn’t understand why she would go to such lengths for a driver.
Even if she had a deep bond with the driver’s daughter, her emotions shouldn’t be so intense.
Nor should she risk her own safety, rushing around all night, which was no less than climbing mountains and crossing seas for a pregnant woman.
Julian Thorne gazed down at Vivian Sinclair’s anxious face and asked his question out loud, "Why mustn’t he die?"
"Can I know the reason?"
Vivian Sinclair: "Besides being Jasmine’s only family... he might also be crucial for to successfully get a divorce!"
"He has sothing I need."
"If he dies, I not only fail Jasmine but also end up doing all this for nothing myself!"
"So he not only cannot die but must wake up!"
"Mr. Thorne, perhaps I should pray to the divine?"
"This is too unfair, all of this is too unfair!"
Thinking of all the dangers faced tonight, Vivian Sinclair found it impossible to deny feeling afraid.
But she had no retreat, no other choice, and could only face the challenges head-on, dealing with them as they ca.
After finally coming this far, the outco was like this.
And all these consequences were due to the evil deeds of soone nad Zhai, who intentionally left Old Tanner barely alive and was now trying to drag him to death; at this mont, Vivian Sinclair’s eyes reddened with anger, clenching her fists.
Julian Thorne suddenly raised his hand, pressing down the brim of the baseball cap on Vivian Sinclair’s head.
"Divine?"
"There’s no divine on this earth. But, human effort can make a difference."
"Perhaps, things haven’t reached the most desperate mont yet."
"Wait for the news."
With that, he flicked the brim of her cap and then abruptly turned to leave.
Following beside him, Leo Linden gave Vivian Sinclair a complex look.
Then turned and quickly followed, but his heart was a storm.
A first shock: Could Master Julian intend to personally save him?
What virtue or ability does this driver have! So many big shots in the world couldn’t even dream of having J take action to save them.
And Master Julian so lightly decided to step out for this Miss Sinclair?
A second shock: Miss Sinclair is planning to divorce!
Leo Linden suddenly thought of sothing.
The abortion surgery Master Julian had originally scheduled suddenly went quiet, postponed indefinitely, and he hadn’t asked Leo to find that surrogate again.
And the identity of that surrogate mother is only known to Master Julian himself at present!
Coincidentally, Miss Sinclair was on that list.
Moreover, Master Julian shows uniquely special care towards Miss Sinclair.
Last ti when Master Julian was drugged, he didn’t accept Miss Joyce who ca to offer, rather opting to endure, despite risking harm to himself, to rush back to Crestfall Villa.
Aside from the doctors who could help him with antidote injections... could it be because Miss Sinclair was at Crestfall Villa?
Is it possible...
That the surrogate mother, by sheer coincidence, is Miss Sinclair?
Leo Linden was startled by this speculation, yet once the idea erged, he couldn’t suppress it, and his certainty of it grew stronger in his heart.
In an instant, large beads of sweat appeared on Leo Linden’s forehead.
Is there really such a coincidental ill-fated bond in this world?
Vivian Sinclair didn’t understand the aning of Mr. Thorne’s words.
But she was sure that he must have gone to do sothing.
He asked her to wait, so she patiently continued to wait.
Perhaps, he might really have a way to save Old Tanner?
Old Tanner was pushed into the operating room.
Vivian, Jasmine, Dr. Archer, and two bodyguards waited outside.
Soon, a group of people in white coats hurried out of the elevator and then all rushed into the operating room.
Dr. Archer excitedly approached: "Young Madam, I just saw the director and several departnt heads, who are normally the experts listed at the hospital entrance, all appearing just now!"
"Could it be that the director is personally performing surgery on Old Tanner tonight?"
Jasmine’s eyes lit up, yet she dared not believe: "The director? But I heard that there are many operating rooms in the surgery area and many patients having surgery simultaneously, so it might not be my father..."
"How could we possibly invite the director?"
Dr. Archer gave Jasmine a sideways glance.
"You’re usually quite smart, but why do you always act foolishly when it cos to Old Tanner?"
"During the day, it’s true there could be multiple surgeries happening at the sa ti, but what ti is it now?"
"Apart from your father being rushed into the operating room due to ergency, do you see any other family mbers waiting here?"
Jasmine looked at her phone; it was already midnight.
Indeed, only a few of them were left in the entire corridor.
Just then, a few more doctors hurried over.
Dr. Archer’s mouth opened wider and wider.
He looked completely dumbfounded.
"Good heavens, all the big nas from the brochure are almost here."
"Not even during hospital etings is everyone this present."
"What kind of treatnt is Old Tanner receiving?"
Jasmine suddenly beca excited: "Dad might be saved. Dad truly might be saved."
Old Shaw couldn’t help but dampen her spirit: "Don’t get too excited yet."
"The more experts there are, shouldn’t you be more worried?"
Jasmine changed from excitent to fear in an instant.
Vivian Sinclair: "Don’t scare her!"
"If these doctors are all here to save Old Tanner, his chances of survival will greatly increase."
"But Jasmine, you also need to be ntally prepared for the worst outco."
Vivian didn’t voice what she really thought: these people were surely invited by Julian Thorne.
Only he could possibly invite the director and all departnt heads at this ti.
However, she seed to have heard them ntion one person: J.
This J seems like an incredible person, both groups ntioned the na with subtle excitent.
Seeing as Dr. Archer showed no reaction, Vivian chose not to bring it up now.
The waiting was long and torturous.
Vivian didn’t know where Julian Thorne had gone.
Even Leo Linden was nowhere to be seen.
But the Major and Minor Brothers were still waiting at the end of the corridor, as if guarding Vivian’s peace.
Vivian didn’t know how long had passed; she was groggily resting against the chair, half-dreaming.
Around two o’clock, Patrick Powell arrived.
"Boss, Jasmine."
He hurried to them, handing a cup of hot tea to both Vivian and Jasmine.
Dr. Archer held out his hand: What about his?
Patrick completely ignored him, scrutinizing Jasmine: "Jasmine, are you okay?"
Jasmine shook her head, looking at Vivian again: "Vivian, maybe you should go back and rest?"
"You have a baby in your belly, staying with is tiring for you too."
"If anything happens to you, what should I do..."
Vivian Sinclair: "Stop talking nonsense."
"If I feel uncomfortable, I’ll leave on my own."
"Right now, your father’s surgery might still take a long ti, you should close your eyes and rest for a bit too."
"Otherwise, if you faint when your dad cos out, who will I take care of?"
Patrick also showed concern, but he had no place to speak, so he rely cast concerned glances at Jasmine.
Jasmine nodded in agreent, yet couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.
Vivian sat for a while longer but indeed couldn’t hold on.
"I’ll go downstairs and rest, call if anything happens."
Patrick stood up to escort: "Boss, rest assured, I’m here."
Vivian got into a mobile ho arranged by the Major and Minor Brothers.
She fell asleep as soon as she laid down.
In a daze, she wondered: What exactly did Julian Thorne go to do?
She waited so long in the corridor without seeing him; perhaps he left.
But if he left, why didn’t he inform her?
Forget about it, she was already grateful for his help in inviting so many specialists and big shots.
Next, it would depend solely on Old Tanner’s fate.
She owed him more and more each ti, and wondered how she would ever repay him...
Vivian woke up to bright daylight.
She quickly looked at her phone, it was nine-thirty in the morning!
Vivian beca completely alert in an instant.
Oh no, so much ti has passed.
She wondered how Old Tanner’s surgery was going.
She quickly sat up, but getting up too fast made her dizzy.
"What’s wrong?"
A large hand unexpectedly pressed against Vivian’s forehead.
Upon hearing the voice, Vivian looked up, surprised: Julian Thorne?
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