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Mandel Thompson said, “Mom, Sylvia, why don’t you go back and rest?”

Mary Perryne shook her head, “I’m not tired.”

“Big brother, I’m not tired either.”

Just then, the door to the emergency room suddenly opened.

A group of people in white coats walked out from inside.

Mandel Thompson immediately walked over and asked, “Doctor, how is my grandmother doing?”

The lead doctor took off his mask, “Mr. Thompson, we have done our best. But Mrs. Thompson is getting old, the surgery has been completed, but she is still in a coma. Whether she can wake up or not, depends on her willpower.”

Hearing these words, a triumphant look flashed in the eyes of Sylvia Thompson.

Retribution.

This really is retribution!

It’s better for the old hag to be dead and transcended, so as to stop causing harm to the world.

Hearing this, Mary Perryne immediately asked, “What are the chances my mother wakes up?”

“Ten percent,” the doctor continued. “You family members should also prepare yourselves mentally. If she doesn’t wake up completely within half a month, you may have to prepare for her funeral.” Prepare for her funeral?

How did things suddenly become like this.

We thought that once the surgery was over, Mrs. Thompson would be fine. Hearing these words, Mary Perryne’s vision went black, and she passed out.

“Mom!” Sylvia Thompson screamed, startled.

Soon, Mary Perryne was also taken to the emergency room.

After a doctor’s examination, it was found that Mary Perryne had only fainted due to excessive grief, a lack of rest, and mild anemia.

“It’s not a big deal, just make sure to rest up,” the doctor advised. Mandel Thompson expressed his gratitude, “Thank you, doctor.”

“It’s my duty.”

Mary Perryne opened her eyes, looking at the blurry white in front of her,

“What happened to me?”

Mandel Thompson held Mary Perryne’s hand as she received an IV, “Mom, don’t move. You just fainted, but thankfully it’s nothing serious. The doctor said you need to rest.”

Just as Mary Perryne was about to ask something, Mandel Thompson seemed to read her thoughts, “Don’t worry about grandma. Sylvia is taking care of her.’

“No, I need to see your grandmother.”

Mary Perryne struggled to get out of bed, and Mandel Thompson immediately reached out to help.

Supporting Mary Perryne, they went to Mrs. Thompson’s ward.

Samuel Thompson, Edward Thompson, and Sylvia Thompson were all sitting in front of the bed.

But Mrs. Thompson was lying on the bed, lifeless and looking very weak. If not for the beating heart rate monitor next to her, you wouldn’t be able to tell that this is a living person.

Seeing Mrs. Thompson in this state, Mary Perryne was very upset, “Mom!” Mrs. Thompson did not react at all.

Mary Perryne continued, “Mom, you must get better. We have to wait for Viola to come back. We, the family of seven, should take a family portrait together.”

“Mom, you told me, you wanted to wait for Viola to come back, didn’t you? You wanted to see her getting married and having kids.”

“Mom, you mustn’t give up.”

Mary Perryne said a lot, all things Sylvia didn’t want to hear.

It was obvious.

Mary Perryne was no longer considering her feelings at all.

If Mary Perryne really cared about her, she wouldn’t mention Viola in front of her.

After all, she was also Mrs. Thompson’s granddaughter.

Sylvia Thompson didn’t betray a single emotion on her face, “Mom, don’t worry. Grandma will definitely get better.”

When she finished speaking, she said, “I’m willing to trade ten or twenty years of my life for grandma to have a healthy body.”

Sylvia Thompson said these words with genuine emotion, her eyes filling with hot tears. If outsiders saw this, they would really think she was a filial granddaughter.

Hearing this, Edward Thompson said immediately, “Grandma, did you hear that? True colors show in times of adversity. I doubt even a daughter could do what Sylvia is doing. If you get better, you can’t treat Sylvia the same way as before.’

It would be unfortunate if Mrs. Thompson couldn’t see Sylvia’s goodness, and after her recovery, decided to deny her.

Sylvia Thompson was really not worth it!

If it were someone else, they would probably wish for Mrs. Thompson to die sooner rather than later.

But Sylvia Thompson wouldn’t do that.

Not only she wouldn’t, but also she was willing to shorten her life.

“Brother, don’t say that. It’s my obligation to be good to Grandma,” Sylvia Thompson said.

Seeing Sylvia Thompson like this, Edward Thompson sighed helplessly.

Selfishly speaking, he would rather Mrs. Thompson pass away. After all, she was old, and many elderly people don’t live past their eighties..