Upon seeing each other, the three of them were momentarily stunned.
Samuel's gaze quickly swept over Martin and then fixed on Charles. His face was full of confusion, and for a moment, he was unable to discern whether this was the Charles that Randy and Debbie had mentioned.Charles calmly looked at Samuel.He knew that since Samuel appeared here, he must already know everything. His true identity could no longer be hidden. He knew that the Langley family would eventually find out. He just didn't expect this day to come so soon."I am Charles, Randy's twin brother."His nonchalant words carried the demeanor of a seasoned general, far from the voice of a four-year-old child.Samuel stared in astonishment, finding it hard to believe that what Debbie had said was true.He really had another grandson. And this grandson seemed more suitable to be the heir of the Langley family than Randy, be it in courage or intellect."You, you really are my grandson, andSeeing her standing still, Samuel frowned unhappily. He walked around from behind her to the front, curled his lips, and asked with a smirk, "What's the matter? We haven't seen each other in five years. Don't you recognize me?" Patricia suddenly regained her senses and hurriedly said, "Mr. Langley... Why are you here?" Samuel's expression remained emotionless as he said, "Of course, you wouldn't want me to come. This way, you could hide Charles' existence forever." Hearing his words, Patricia's face changed dramatically. Observing her expression, Samuel felt even more convinced that she was deliberately concealing something and had ulterior motives. "Do you have time? Accompany me for a cup of coffee." Patricia felt reluctant in her heart and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but under Samuel's imposing gaze, she involuntarily nodded in agreement. Before she knew it, she found herself sitting across from Samuel in a cafe opposite the hospital. Patricia f
Seeing her cry, Patricia and Charles immediately panicked.Patricia walked over and embraced her, gently patting her back. "Darling, don't cry, your father misunderstood you..."Before she could finish her sentence, Fannie interrupted in an agitated tone."He's not my father; I don't have such a father, and I never want to acknowledge him. He not only hit me, but also bullies me. I hate him..."Oh no, the misunderstanding between the father and daughter is getting worse.What should we do now?Patricia sighed helplessly, feeling a slight headache.With anger, Charles stormed out of the ward and found Martin sitting on a bench in the corridor, looking angry. "Dad, you went too far. How could you say such things to Fannie?"Martin shrugged indifferently. "What did I say?"Charles felt a pain in his chest from anger, "She ended up in the hospital because of you. As an adult, shouldn't you make up for your mistakes?"Martin held his breath, feelin
Madam Thomas and Debbie's faces both turned pale.Debbie immediately asked, "Wasn't everything fine just now? How could there suddenly be such massive bleeding?"It's important to note that postoperative bleeding can be serious or minor. If it's minor, even if it's managed, it can still be life-threatening.She had hoped to surpass Patricia through this surgery!There must be no room for mistakes.The nurse was frantic and sweating profusely, "I don't know. Everything was fine just now, and we were about to move him to the ICU for observation when something went wrong in the operating room. Professor Brown, what should we do now?"Debbie was completely panicked but had to maintain a composed facade, "Quickly take him back to the operating room and have the blood bank deliver blood..." Her voice trembled slightly.Madam Thomas knew the situation was not optimistic and grabbed Debbie, who was about to enter the operating room, asking, "What happened? How di
After Patricia entered the operating room, Martin left first, his concern for Randy paramount.The remaining members of the Langley family gradually exited, leaving only the Thomas family outside the operating room.Madam Thomas took a seat on the bench. Despite having witnessed numerous grand events, her body trembled slightly in the face of her grandson's life and death.Greta clasped her hands together, closing her eyes in silent prayer for Bobby's safety.Spencer sat quietly beside Greta, his gaze fixed on the operating room, anxiety etched on his face.The wait felt unusually prolonged.Amidst everyone's unease, the doors of the operating room finally opened.Madam Thomas and Greta's eyes instantly brightened, and they stood up, walking over. Before they could pose any concerned questions, they witnessed Debbie angrily emerging from inside."Madam Thomas, Greta, what are you doing? Why did you let Patricia go in? Do you know that my rescue missio
After leaving the operating room, Patricia went straight to the ICU. Martin and Charles stood outside the glass window, their eyes fixed on the sleeping Randy, their faces filled with worry. Patricia reassured them, "Don't worry, Randy's surgery was successful. If there are no complications, he will wake up tomorrow. You go back for now, and I'll call you if he wakes up." Martin turned to look at her and noticed the fatigue hidden between her brows. Concerned, he asked, "Two surgeries in a row, aren't you tired?" Patricia smiled and shook her head, saying, "Compared to the body, the heart is more exhausted." During surgery, the entire mind is engaged, especially testing one's ability to adapt on the spot. Debbie's lack of adaptability is why she couldn't stop Bobby's bleeding. Martin understood what she meant and sympathetically said, "You need rest more than me. I'll stay here, you go back first. I'll call you if anything happens." Patricia couldn't h
After Martin dropped Charles off at home, he rushed to the ICU immediately.The ICU was fully enclosed, with a nurse stationed outside, observing the patients through the glass door. Any unexpected situations could be dealt with promptly.Patricia, perhaps exhausted, sat beside the nurse and dozed off, her head resting on the table.Martin instructed the doctors to bring in a long chair from outside and gently lifted Patricia, laying her flat on the chair, with her head resting on his thigh. This way, he could monitor Randy's condition at any time and allow Patricia to sleep more comfortably.Bobby was in the neighboring ICU, separated only by a wall.Madam Thomas looked at Bobby, who was unconscious, with a heartache through the glass door. She stayed outside, refusing to leave.Concerned, Greta said, "Grandma, you're tired. Why don't you rest in the ward? Debbie and I can stay here. If anything happens, I'll inform you right away."Madam Thomas sho
Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Martin stopped asking and walked up to her. Gently, he tucked her stray hair behind her ear.The intimate gesture caused Patricia's recently calmed heart to race again.In a hoarse voice, Martin asked, "Are you hungry? Let's go out for breakfast first! What would you like to eat?"Concerned about rekindling her emotions, Patricia stepped back, putting some distance between them, and nodded awkwardly. "Having something to eat sounds like a good idea. We'll need the energy to take care of Randy when he wakes up."Martin nodded happily.Just as they turned around, before they even had a chance to leave, they heard a nurse standing outside the ICU say, "The patient has woken up."One sentence successfully halted Patricia and Martin in their tracks.The two rushed towards the window.Sure enough, Randy, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes. He seemed unaware of his surroundings and curiously looked aroun
The words of the nurse brought Patricia to a complete halt; she immediately sensed something was very wrong. Madam Thomas' breath hitched, and her aged body swayed. Debbie frowned in displeasure and reprimanded the nurse angrily, "What are you panicking for? What could possibly happen to Bobby?" The young nurse, feeling aggrieved yet out of respect for Madam Thomas who stood close by, chose to speak in a roundabout way instead of directly addressing the issue. "There's an anomaly with Bobby's monitor; Professor Brown, please go check on him right away!" Madam Thomas grabbed Debbie's hand, her voice trembling, and asked, "Debbie, nothing bad will happen to Bobby, right?" Debbie felt unconcerned by the nurse's words as she nonchalantly assured Madam Thomas, "Madam Thomas, like I said, Bobby will be fine. He has just been moved out of the ICU; a small deviation or error in the monitor is quite normal!" Despite Debbie’s words, Madam Thomas still f