Everyone anxiously waited inside the hospital room, observing Grace Thompson’s condition.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Grace slowly regained consciousness.
"Thank heavens and blessings from the Buddha, my dear great-granddaughter, you finally woke up." Jasmine Clarkson had been by Grace’s bedside the whole ti and only relaxed when she saw her open her eyes, patting her chest with relief.
The nearby butler, seeing this, hurriedly advised Jasmine to take care of her own health.
Jasmine shook her head and touched Grace’s cheek.
There was still a layer of haze in Grace’s eyes, and her expression was a bit dazed. She stared for a long ti before recognizing Jasmine in front of her.
"Great-grandma..."
Grace whispered softly.
Hearing this, Jasmine quickly responded and kept calling her endearing nas.
It was heartbreaking for her.
"Mommy, did Grace faint again? I’m sorry for worrying you all." Grace blinked her eyes, also noticing that she was lying in a hospital bed.
She only rembered being excited to leave the hospital and return to Stardust Garden for a big al, but then it seed she heard a loud bang, followed by a pain in her chest, and then she lost consciousness.
Thinking back to that sound, Grace felt her heart rate speed up again.
"It’s okay, it’s okay, Grace, are you still feeling unwell?"
Charlotte Thompson quickly asked, but from Charlotte’s expression, it was clear that she was feeling very upset.
This was a question she had asked Grace countless tis, although each ti Grace shook her head in denial.
But none of them knew when Grace might suddenly fall ill again.
"Grace doesn’t feel anything wrong now."
Grace spoke, though her voice was still a bit weak.
She ant to lift her hand to hold Charlotte’s palm, but her limbs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
"Grace has suffered." Charlotte spoke with a hoarse voice.
"Then can Grace go ho and have a big al with mommy?" Grace didn’t want to see Charlotte so upset, so she blinked her eyes with visible hope.
"Do you really want to go ho, Grace?" Charlotte asked softly, reaching out to tidy the damp strands of hair at Grace’s forehead from the cold sweat.
Grace nodded lightly: "Grace wants to go ho, Grace doesn’t want to stay at the hospital."
But Grace knew in her heart that she still had an untreated illness, and the best thing would be to stay in the hospital.
But she disliked the stark whiteness of the hospital, which made her feel empty and lonely.
Moreover, with the ticking sound of machines around, even with people beside her, Grace couldn’t ignore such noises.
Grace felt she was being sowhat capricious.
Even though she wasn’t feeling well, she wanted to return to a familiar place with familiar people around her.
"Can Grace go ho?" Grace asked with trembling lips in a soft voice.
Charlotte poured a cup of warm water. She supported Grace’s neck, helping her to lift her head to carefully sip the water.
"Okay, we’ll do as Grace wishes. Since you want to go ho, we’ll take you ho in a little while."
Grace took a sip of water, which soothed her sore and dry throat substantially.
She looked up at everyone in the room, her expression hesitating: "If Grace goes back, will it be too much trouble? If so, Grace can stay in the hospital."
"It’s no trouble at all. Your great-grandmother ca here to take Grace ho."
Jasmine spoke with empathy.
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