Over here.
Nathaniel Gallagher was in the consultation room, sweating from the pain.
The acrid sll of disinfectant filled his ears, along with the doctor’s incessant instructions.
It was getting on his nerves.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.
"Click!"
The door to the consultation room was pushed open.
Vivian Shaw rushed in, panting, "Brother, sothing’s wrong."
Nathaniel’s heart skipped a beat, and he struggled to get up, but fell back into his chair due to the unbearable pain between his legs, "What happened?"
Vivian’s eyes were brimming with tears, and she cried, "Brother, Auntie Lena fell down the stairs!"
"She lost a tooth, and her leg’s broken. She’s in the ergency room right now."
Nathaniel’s face turned pale with fright, "How could this happen?"
"Auntie... she... she doesn’t agree with you marrying Auntie Linton. She was crying all the ti in the ward, her eyes were swollen from all the tears."
Nathaniel frowned, "Get to the point."
Vivian sniffed twice, "Auntie might have been too sad, and then she heard you were hurt. She was in a hurry to see you. Sohow, she just fell down the stairs."
Of course, she wouldn’t dare admit she deliberately tripped Mrs. Gallagher.
Besides, it was chaotic at the ti, with many people on the stairs.
Even if they checked the surveillance, they wouldn’t be able to pin it on her.
Although Auntie was very good to her.
But she had no choice but to do this. Only if Auntie was seriously injured would her brother have no mind to hold a wedding with Eleanor Churchill.
Additionally, she could bla the incident on Eleanor Churchill.
After hearing this, Nathaniel was in a panic, "Take to see her quickly."
With that, he stood up despite the pain.
"Get a wheelchair quickly."
"No need." Nathaniel said with a dark face, enduring the pain, limping towards the ergency room.
...
Shortly after.
They arrived at the ergency room.
Specialists from several departnts were also there.
None of them dared to slack off, each utilizing their dical expertise, doing their utmost to treat Mrs. Gallagher.
"Doctor, how’s my mom?"
"President Gallagher, please don’t worry. Your mother is receiving treatnt. Please be patient and wait!"
"Buzz—" Nathaniel sighed anxiously, then sat down at the ergency room door.
After waiting more than half an hour.
The ergency room door opened.
Two surgeons walked out.
Nathaniel hurriedly got up, "How is she? Is it serious?"
The doctor took off his mask, beads of sweat on his forehead: "President Gallagher, the fracture in her right tibia requires imdiate surgical fixation. The fracture in her jawbone led to a lost tooth, and she might need implants later...."
"Are they all external injuries? No life-threatening condition, right?"
"Rest assured, President Gallagher, there is no life threat."
Nathaniel felt a bit more relieved, "You must use the best treatnt thods and try to minimize the damage and pain."
"Understood, President Gallagher, rest assured, we will try our best."
"That’s good to hear."
Mrs. Dixon kept sighing, "Alas, it’s my fault, I didn’t support the madam properly. If the young master wants to bla soone, bla !"
"..." Nathaniel frowned deeply, unwilling to pay her any heed.
Despite feeling anxious, Vivian continued to whimper, "Mmm-mmm... Mom, don’t bla yourself. It’s not anyone’s fault that Auntie Lena fell down the stairs, it’s mainly because she was so heartbroken that the tragedy happened."
"Auntie was just shouting about jumping off a building before, and we thought it was just talk out of anger. Who would’ve thought..."
Nathaniel listened, frowning more deeply.
Mrs. Gallagher didn’t agree to him marrying Eleanor Churchill.
It seems this matter really dealt a huge blow to his mother.
"Alright, stop crying. As long as nothing major happened, it’s fine. In the future, let the servants keep a closer eye."
Nathaniel, troubled and restless, didn’t think that soone might be scheming against his mother.
Naturally, he never thought to check the surveillance.
Of course.
With so many people around, even if he checked the surveillance, it wouldn’t necessarily point to Vivian Shaw.
...
Another hour passed.
Mrs. Gallagher’s surgery was completed, her leg now in a splint, and she was wheeled out of the operating room.
Nathaniel hurried forward, "Mom, how are you?"
"President Gallagher, madam hasn’t woken up yet, it might take another half an hour."
"Okay then."
"We’ll first arrange for madam to go to a ward."
"Make sure to arrange the best ward, with the best dical staff."
"Rest assured, President Gallagher!"
The nurses wheeled Mrs. Gallagher to the VIP ward.
As it happens.
Master Thompson’s ward was right next door.
Passing by Master Thompson’s ward, Nathaniel paused instinctively in his steps.
Thinking about being beaten by Josephine Thompson today, he couldn’t help but get angry.
Four years of marriage.
Even if he deceived her, he spent so much money on her. Moreover, after the divorce, he gave her nearly ten billion in alimony and compensation.
Though she was born into a wealthy family, she should understand what a concept ten billion is? Even among top-tier families, it’s an astonishing astronomical figure.
He’s willing to give it, proving he has a conscience.
Even if she deceived him into having a child with her, so what?
With ten billion, he could easily find countless won to have children for him!
...
Half an hour later.
Mrs. Gallagher, still groggy and confused, slowly ca to.
"Hiss..."
Her mouth was packed with gauze for stopping the bleeding.
The broken root of her tooth had been completely extracted.
Nathaniel Gallagher was by the bedside, and when he saw her wake up, he imdiately leaned in with concern, "Mom, you’re awake?"
Mrs. Gallagher blinked, her eyes unable to focus for a while.
"Hmm... ha... where is this? Where am I?"
"Mom, this is the hospital. You accidentally fell down the stairs and broke your leg. You need to rest well now."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Gallagher lay dazed for a mont longer.
The disconnected thoughts finally connected.
"Oh~, I rember now..."
Before she finished speaking.
Vivian Shaw suddenly threw herself to the bedside, crying tearfully, "Godmother, don’t be too upset!"
"Even if you oppose my brother’s marriage with auntie, you can’t joke around with your health!"
"In the afternoon, you said you wanted to jump off the building. We all thought you were speaking out of anger. But unexpectedly, you really did jump."
"Do you know, my brother was just worried sick. Boo hoo, Godmother, I beg you, please don’t do anything foolish again!"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Gallagher’s eyes darted around, her brain almost short-circuiting.
She originally wanted to say she accidentally fell!
But hearing Vivian’s reminder, she imdiately snapped back to her senses.
If she insisted she fell accidentally, her son would at most just show concern for her.
But if she claid she fell out of anger after opposing her son’s marriage to Eleanor, breaking her leg in the process,
the nature of it would be different now!
She couldn’t believe her own son would just watch her, his mother, court death!
"Godmother, please don’t do anything foolish again." Vivian sobbed once more.
It had to be said.
After all these years of schooling, her IQ was still online.
Bad ideas ca quickly.
Mrs. Gallagher got the hint and went along with it, "Uh... Nathaniel, just let mom die! If you insist on marrying that woman, consider mom already dead."
Nathaniel Gallagher frowned, looking distressed, "Mom, why are you doing this?"
Mrs. Gallagher spoke weakly, "I don’t care even if I die; I won’t agree to you marrying that woman."
"...Mom, please take care of your health first. We can talk about everything else once you’re better."
"No, you must promise right now to break up with that woman. Otherwise, I’ll jump off the rooftop of The Gallagher Group next ti."
"..." Nathaniel felt a tightening in his chest, even more agitated.
But seeing his mother in such a state,
he didn’t dare provoke her further.
"Say sothing!"
"Mom, take care of yourself first; we can talk about this later. I promise you, before you recover, I won’t marry Eleanor."
After speaking, Nathaniel feared his mother would continue to make a fuss.
He quickly got up and walked outside.
Once outside.
Feeling like a weight was on his heart, he gloomily walked to the hospital corridor and started smoking one cigarette after another.
"Doot doot doot..."
Eleanor Churchill called.
"Hello, Eleanor."
On the other end of the line, Eleanor Churchill asked with concern, "Nathaniel, how is your mother? Is she okay?"
"Sigh~" Nathaniel sighed heavily, feeling agitated.
"Is it serious?"
"Eleanor, don’t worry about it, let handle it."
Hearing this, Eleanor felt a faint pang in her heart.
"Are you still coming to The Rose Garden today?"
"Eleanor, I can’t co today. My mom is severely injured, her leg is broken, and I might need to stay at the hospital for the next few days."
"Is your mother injured that severely?"
"Yes, her leg is fractured and it might take two to three months."
"...Alright then!"
"Yeah, get so rest, don’t worry about ."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone.
Nathaniel felt even more troubled, not knowing what to do.
...
The next day.
Josephine Thompson had already contacted another private hospital in advance.
Preparing to transfer her grandfather there.
However, given the conflict with Nathaniel Gallagher the day before.
She didn’t dare go to the hospital recklessly, instead, she asked Auntie Lena to handle the discharge procedures for her grandfather.
At ten in the morning.
Josephine Thompson was waiting nervously when Auntie Lena called.
"Miss, it’s not possible, the doctor said the old master can’t be discharged at the mont. If he must be discharged, a waiver needs to be signed. It says any subsequent problems with his treatnt will have nothing to do with Audenburg University Hospital."
Hearing this, Josephine frowned, "Can’t you sign it on behalf?"
Auntie Lena: "No, a family mber of the patient must sign."
Josephine felt a pang in her chest, "Alright, I understand. Please check if Nathaniel Gallagher is at the hospital or not?"
"I haven’t seen President Gallagher, so he probably isn’t here!"
"Please check the other floors!"
"Hmm, alright."
A while later.
Auntie Lena called again, "Miss, I searched all the floors of the hospital and didn’t see President Gallagher anywhere."
"Besides, President Gallagher is so busy, how could he possibly stay at the hospital all the ti?"
Relieved slightly, Josephine replied, "Okay, I understand. You and Auntie Linton prepare and pack up, I’ll head to the hospital now."
"Alright, we’ve packed everything."
"Got it, I’ll be at the hospital in twenty minutes!"
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