Chapter 1877: 450: Learning the truth, threatening Viola Thompson?
Eunice holds Eleanor Armstrong’s hand, tears still fresh on her face, and continues: “Eleanor, what are you saying? It’s already a blessing for our Annie that Miss Thompson could co to Uron Country, how could I possibly bla her?”
Eleanor Armstrong nods, then says: “You can be assured of Viola’s dical skills; otherwise, she wouldn’t have successfully completed the Sight Restorer Plan.”
If even Viola Thompson is helpless, then there really is no hope for Annie.
Eunice imdiately asks: “Eleanor, did Miss Thompson say when she will arrive?”
Annie’s condition is very critical now, she could stop breathing at any mont.
Ti is life.
She can’t delay any longer.
Eleanor Armstrong can very well understand a mother’s feelings at this ti, and quickly says: “Sister, don’t worry, Viola said she took the afternoon flight here.”
Viola Thompson is also short on ti.
She had initially planned to clear out a few days to stroll around the Linta Tribe with Terrence Lentz.
But with the sudden ergency, she definitely needs to prioritize human lives first.
Hearing that Viola Thompson had an urgent trip to Uron Country, Terrence Lentz imdiately took off in his private plane.
Her trip was a secret flight.
No word of it leaked out.
Initially, Terrence Lentz was also supposed to accompany Viola Thompson, but due to urgent matters, he had to cancel his trip.
Uron Country ti, the next day at one o’clock in the afternoon.
Viola Thompson arrives at Cokoon City airport.
Carrying a simple suitcase and wearing a black cap with a long brim that obscured her brows and eyes, passersby could only see a slender jawline.
Low-key, restrained.
Eleanor Armstrong stands at the arrival gate.
Although Viola Thompson is wearing a black cap and her face isn’t clear, Eleanor recognizes her imdiately.
People in Uron Country generally have taller statures, but Viola Thompson with her height of 176cm stood out conspicuously in the crowd.
“Viola! Over here!” Eleanor Armstrong excitedly waves to Viola Thompson.
Hearing this, Viola Thompson slightly raises her gaze.
Eleanor Armstrong stands there, holding a bunch of sunflowers.
“Auntie.”
Viola Thompson walks over at a slight run.
“You must be tired from your journey,” Eleanor extends her hand to hug Viola Thompson.
“Not tired,” Viola Thompson smiles and said, “I slept on the plane, and when I woke up, we had arrived.”
Years of frequent flying have made it a habit for Viola Thompson to sleep during flights.
Eleanor Armstrong hands the sunflowers to Viola Thompson.
Viola Thompson takes them, slls them, and smiling, says, “They sll so good, thank you, Auntie.”
Sunflowers are not very precious, but they can cheer up anyone who sees them.
The mont Viola Thompson bends to sll the flowers, Eleanor Armstrong caught sight of it.
A phrase imdiately cos to mind.
More delicate than flowers.
She’s really beautiful.
Even the bright sunflowers are not a fraction as lovely as her.
Eleanor Armstrong imdiately takes out her phone, switches to the cara app, “Viola, hold still, I want to take a picture, you look too beautiful!”
“Okay.” Viola Thompson very cooperatively poses for Eleanor Armstrong.
After taking the picture, they walk arm in arm towards the exit.
The car was arranged by Eunice.
A low-key Cayenne.
Seeing them approaching, the driver imdiately steps out to help Viola Thompson with her suitcase to the trunk, but knowing Viola, she laughs and says, “No need.”
Then, the driver just watched as Viola Thompson single-handedly places the suitcase in the trunk.
Easily.
The driver initially thought the suitcase would be heavy!
Yet it turned out to be surprisingly light.
If it were heavy, a petite girl certainly couldn’t lift it with one hand.
Once in the car.
Eleanor Armstrong looks towards Viola Thompson, “Viola, how about we go to the hotel and rest a bit first?”
Viola Thompson slightly shakes her head, “No need, let’s go straight to the hospital.”
Eleanor Armstrong sowhat worried, “But you’ve just gotten off the plane and haven’t even adjusted to the ti difference!”
“It’s really okay,” Viola Thompson slightly smiles.
She’s been accustod to similar situations for a long ti.
At the most exhausting tis, she’s gone without sleep for three days and nights.
Eleanor Armstrong is still sowhat worried, “The hotel is near the hospital…”
Before she can finish speaking, Viola Thompson takes Eleanor Armstrong’s hand, smiling, “Auntie, don’t worry, I’m really okay.”
Eleanor Armstrong sighs softly, “Alright then.”
Viola Thompson then says: “Could you briefly tell what’s going on with Annie?”
Eleanor Armstrong nods, “The child went into surgery the day before yesterday at ten in the morning, and during the eighth hour of the surgery, the doctor suddenly issued a critical condition notice, one hour later, although the surgery was successful, Annie was moved to the Operating Room.”
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