Chapter 277

Sophie stared at the clues in front of her, feeling a throbbing headache forming at her temples. The surveillance footage provided scant leads.

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It was already the third day since Tristan's surgery, yet there were no signs of him regaining consciousness.

Cedric stared at the boy lying on the hospital bed, his lip pursed tightly.

"Tristan, please wake up, okay?" Vivienne sat right next to the bed, holding the tiny hand with tears streaming down her cheeks. But no matter how much she called out to him, Tristan seemed to be lost in a deep slumber, motionless.

"Doctor, what's Tristan's situation now?" Cedric asked.

"Mr. Carlson, theoretically speaking, the patient should regain consciousness within three days after surgery. But based on the current situation, it's better to prepare yourself mentally to wait for a bit longer," the doctor explained.

"No! Dr. Lawson, please save my son. I can't lose him. He's so young! He can't become a vegetable!" Vivienne pleaded, dropping to her kn