She's fainted!
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Thompson slightly furrowed her brow, her heart leaping up into her throat as she imdiately followed the servant's footsteps upstairs.
Viola was lying in bed.
Her sleeping face peaceful.
Under normal circumstances, the face of a person suffering from a fever is usually very flushed. However, Viola's face was extrely pale.
She looked sort of lifeless.
"Viola."
Mrs. Thompson approached Viola.
There was no response from Viola.
Mrs. Thompson raised her voice.
"Viola!"
"Viola, don't scare grandma!"
Viola still didn't respond.
Mrs. Thompson tried to calm herself down and turned to the servant, "Quick! Go and get Sawyer and Mary."
Today was Sunday.
The couple was off work.
They were just getting up.
Hearing the hurried knocking on the door, Mary yawned and went to open it, "Cogdell? What happened?"
"Madam, Miss Viola, she... "
Mary was taken aback and imdiately grabbed Cogdell's hand, "What happened to Miss Viola?"
There was already a sob in Cogdell's voice, "Miss Viola, she's in trouble! Mrs. Thompson sent to get you and Master."
The bedroom door was open.
The voices from inside could be heard.
Upon hearing this, Sawyer, who was humming a small tune, quickly ran over, "What happened to Viola?"
Mary, without thinking about anything else, imdiately ran out.
Sawyer followed Mary's footsteps.
He even forgot to put on his slippers.
In Viola's bedroom.
Due to her military experience, Mrs. Thompson knew so ergency treatnt thods and was currently pinching Viola's Philtrum acupoint.
But no matter how hard she tried, there was no sign of Viola waking up.
"Viola, Viola, wake up. It's grandma."
The normally calm and composed Mrs. Thompson was already choked up with anxiety.
"Mom!"
"Mom! What happened to Viola?"
Sawyer and Mary ca running in one after the other.
Bread the dog also followed them in.
It was incredibly fast.
It hopped past Sawyer and Mary, went to the front of the bed, and started whimpering at a low volu.
It was a frantic sounding whimper.
Bread seed to realize that sothing was wrong with Viola, as it went to the side of the bed, sat down, lifted its paw and pushed Viola.
Viola showed no response.
Bread started to panic and got up, turned in circles, and then let out a bark towards Viola.
At this ti.
Sawyer and Mary also entered the room.
Mrs. Thompson stood up and looked at the two of them, her tone urgent, "You two, quickly co and check on Viola."
"Viola!"
"Viola!"
Viola, lying in bed, was just quietly laying there. Other than faint signs of breathing, she showed no signs of response.
Like a sleeping beauty.
Mary panicked, her face turning as white as a sheet, "Viola, Viola, wake up!"
She felt as if the sky was falling.
A perfectly healthy person, why would they suddenly fall into unconsciousness?
Bread rested its small head on the bed, just staring at Viola in bed without moving a muscle.
After a short while.
Mantou, the dog, also ran in. The two little ones, who usually clashed the mont they saw each other, today just sat motionlessly, guarding by Viola's bedside.
Sawyer tried to calm himself down. He knew that he couldn't panic at this ti, "Mom, Mary, don't worry. Viola just has a cold. This kid has always been lucky. She will definitely be okay!"
She will be okay.
They had only been reunited as a family for a year.
There's no way sothing could have happened to Viola!
After speaking, Sawyer turned to look at Mrs. Thompson again, bit on his left index finger, and then asked, "Mom, have you contacted 120 (ergency services) yet?"
Right now, the most important thing was to figure out what had happened to Viola.
Mrs. Thompson shook her head, "Not yet."
Normally, she could keep her cool in any situation.
But now, the person lying in bed was her cherished granddaughter. Mrs. Thompson had completely lost her bearings.
Sawyer turned to look at the servant, "Call 120 for an ambulance quickly!"
"Alright!"
The servant imdiately contacted the ambulance.
Sawyer then began to contact Mandel Thompson and Samuel Thompson.
Mandel, who was on a business trip overseas, felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water the mont he received the call. He imdiately arranged for his secretary to buy a ticket back ho.
The secretary was taken aback, looking at Mandel, "President Thompson, but we have a very important... "
Before she could finish her sentence, she was cut off by Mandel, "Cancel it!"
Just two words.
The secretary was imdiately silenced. Watching the ice-cold Mandel, she was too scared to say another word.
This Mandel was sowhat terrifying.
It was daunting to look at him directly.
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