"So, I asked her if she had been working in the hospital for many years, and she admitted it, but it was obvious she was lying."
Cyrus Thompson spoke with a calm expression, explaining his earlier strange behavior.
In the eyes of others, Cyrus Thompson’s character has always been calm and composed, never showing such an eager expression towards Charlotte as he did just now, let alone running up to her with open arms for a hug.
After hearing Cyrus’s words, the children exchanged glances, while Olivia covered her mouth, speaking with a look of shock:
"So the person just now wasn’t a nurse from the hospital? Then... what about these things..."
As she spoke, Annie lowered her head to look at so glass shards that had already been cleaned up, her face turning slightly pale.
"Could it be a misunderstanding... How could soone like that appear in the hospital..."
Although Chad Thompson said this, his pressed lips revealed his current nervousness.
Charlotte’s expression wasn’t any better, and she also recalled the phone call she just received, which seed to co rather suddenly.
"I will have soone investigate this matter clearly."
At this mont, Grace Thompson on the hospital bed showed a faint movent of her fingertips, and Jack Thompson, noticing this, his eyes lit up.
"Mommy, I think I saw Grace’s finger move!"
Upon hearing Jack’s words, everyone turned their gaze towards the hospital bed, but there was no unusual movent from Grace on the bed.
"Jack, you must be mistaken?" Hank Thompson looked at Jack Thompson beside him.
After all, he himself had made such a blunder before.
"No way, I couldn’t be mistaken." Jack spoke with great confidence.
However, as everyone stared at Grace on the hospital bed for a long ti, there remained no movent from her.
This was like a bucket of cold water poured over Jack, causing his shoulders to gradually droop down.
"Mommy, this ti I really wasn’t mistaken, I really saw Grace’s finger move." Jack hurriedly defended himself, and from his tone, one could hear his inner anxiety and helplessness.
Seeing this, Charlotte comfortingly reached out to stroke Jack’s head, speaking softly:
"Yes, Mommy knows, it’s okay, Mommy is also hoping every day that Grace will wake up..."
"But..."
Jack opened his mouth, but the words stuck in his throat were left unsaid when Grace on the bed suddenly let out a soft hum.
"Grace?"
Charlotte hadn’t seen Grace’s finger move, but this hum she heard very clearly, and Jack, seeming to regain his confidence, was shaking Charlotte’s hand incessantly.
"Mommy, Mommy, I told you, I told you! I saw Grace’s finger move! Is Grace waking up?"
At this point, the children had already quickly gathered around Grace’s hospital bed, while Charlotte wasted no ti in pressing the hospital’s call button.
On the way to the ward, as the doctors hurried in, Grace’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if trying to open her eyes.
The children’s emotions were extrely excited, crowding together, their hands gripping tightly.
Finally, at the mont the doctors pushed open the ward door, Grace, who had been in a coma for nearly half a month, finally opened her eyes.
At this mont, everyone’s emotions were incredibly complex.
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