Chapter 124

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Hospital. In front of the emergency room were two elderly men, a middle-aged woman in her forties, and a young man in his twenties with a red handprint on his cheek that had not yet faded.

The four people were Mr. Drkov, Mr. Leighton, Mrs. Nenito, and Dalziel.


They had been here for a long time, about five hours, but the emergency room had not yet shown any signs of opening.

Mr. Leighton was worried, Mrs. Nenito was just feverish from waiting so long, Mr. Drkov frowned slightly, and Dalziel had no expression, no one knew what he was thinking.

The time he arrived here at four o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Nenito had told him that Winifred was at risk of miscarriage, the doctor was trying to save her, he was only shocked for a moment, there was no sign of worry, Mr. Leighton saw him and immediately ran over, grabbed his collar to judge, but he was still indifferent and did not say anything. He wanted to hit him but Mrs. Nenito stopped him.


After waiting for another two hours, Mr. Drkov entered the hospital again, just like Mr. Leighton, Daniel was "interrogated" for a while, but his reason made him even angrier, followed by a punch to his face followed by the sentence: "Can you be such a husband?"

Daniel acted like a scoundrel, he didn't feel guilty or hurt, making Mr. Drkov almost have a heart attack.


At this time, everyone was extremely silent, no one said a word to each other, just waiting for the movement inside, it wouldn't be long before the emergency room light would turn off. The door opened, and two people in green clothes walked out of the room with tired faces, but before they could take off their masks, an old man came over and asked: "Doctor, how is my granddaughter?"

'We tried our best but couldn't save the child, and the mother's uterus was damaged, it will be difficult for her to give birth in the future."

One of the two doctors spoke up.

His words paralyzed everyone here, Mr. Leighton's limbs were so weak that he wanted to fall, but fortunately, the doctor in front of him quickly caught him.

'Doctor, my niece, can't my niece be cured?"

Mr. Leighton said with heartache, that it was fine if the child died, but what about the mother, if Winifred couldn't get pregnant anymore, how would she live? 'It's possible, but it's very difficult."

The doctor sighed and said, he had been a doctor for so many years, every time he announced this, he understood the feelings of the patient's family.

"Mr. Leighton, Winifred's experience with this is my family's fault. I will treat her at all costs. As for the lost child, I..." Mr. Drkov paused because he didn't know what to say and had to turn back to look at Dalziel.

"Nothing to say? Your child is lost, and your wife will have difficulty having children in the future. Are you still so indifferent?"

Mr. Drkov was extremely angry and pointed at Dalziel.

Only then did Dalziel retract his indifferent expression and say, "Grandpa, I'm also very sad, but maybe I have to cry to show you my sadness?"

"I'm not saying that, I'm saying that you're too indifferent. Your wife is in the emergency room and it's unknown whether she's alive or dead. Who are you showing this indifferent face to?"

Mr. Drkov was no longer calm, this damned grandson was calm as if nothing had happened, asking him if he was angry.

Dalziel said softly again: 'Didn't you tell me to be calm in every situation, what's the problem with me being calm?"

'You…"

This time it was Drkov's turn to be weak in the knees.

The two doctors looked at each other, one said: 'Then, the family should calm down first, the patient still needs to rest, don't make a fuss."

The four people heard that and no one said anything more, Dalziel followed the doctor to do some procedures, and the two old men sat down on the chair to talk to each other while Mrs. Nenito went to the hallway to answer Vivian's phone.

Yesterday Dalziel had made an appointment to take Vivian out today but he was nowhere to be seen so she called the two of them, Mrs. Nenito and Dalziel were afraid that Mr. Drkov would be here so no one dared to answer the phone, Mrs. Nenito also just texted Vivian but she seemed to be deliberately not understanding and kept calling.

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Drkov's house.

Daisy had just stepped out when a servant reported to her about what happened at 3 o'clock this morning and some instructions from Mr. Drkov.

"Are they all in the hospital?"

Daisy frowned after hearing this and asked.

"Yes."

The maid hesitantly said.

"Okay, I know, you go do your work."

Daisy said.

At this moment, Atlas stepped out and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Winifred... I don't know what happened and she's in the hospital."

Daisy said less but more meaningfully, she looked at him, only to see Atlas frown a little and then stop.

She couldn't help but ask: "Are you worried about her?"

Atlas raised his eyebrows at her when he heard her question, and when he heard her sour tone, he said softly: "What am I worried about? I don't have time to waste."

"Come here, let's have breakfast together."

Daisy smiled and walked over, it wasn't that she didn't believe that he had fallen out of love with Winifred, but she was a woman who often thought too much, she was no exception.

Their breakfast was very simple, just egg sandwiches and sausages, but she liked to eat like that and he didn't seem to be picky about food.

"Atlas, are you coming to the cottage later?"

Daisy asked while eating, she wanted to see what plans she had today, after all, today was Sunday, and like any other couple, she wanted to do something with him.

'No, what do you want to do?"

Atlas was used to her suggesting things to do with him every Sunday, like watching movies, drawing, feeding fish, etc.

So now that she asked, he immediately guessed that his wife wanted to do something.

'That's right, the weather is cool and the wind is cool today, let's go fly a kite. The other day I stopped by the supermarket and saw a beautiful seagull kite, so I bought it but didn't have a chance to fly it. Let's take this opportunity to go to the park to fly a kite. There's nothing better than that."

Daisy said happily.

Atlas was surprised at first, then smiled and teased, 'How old are you and you still want to fly a kite."

'What, is there an age difference when it comes to kite flying? Who forbids adults from playing with it?"

Daisy raised her eyebrows and asked.
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