Even though Jane Sampson kept telling herself not to panic, not to lose control, not to be anxious,
the truth was, she couldn’t stop her heart from feeling chaotic.
The number of people she truly cared about in this world was already painfully few.
And those who loved her were even scarcer.
She didn’t want to lose a single one of them. She wanted to keep them in her heart forever and ever.
While Jane was washing up, Jas Black stepped aside to make a phone call to an acquaintance at the hospital. Only then did he learn that Old Sir Sampson had initially been rushed to a minor hospital near the village, and later, due to the seriousness of the situation, was urgently transferred to the Capital Province Guard District Hospital.
At present, Old Sir Sampson was undergoing ergency treatnt in the ergency room.
Moreover, Old Sir Sampson’s health had been poor for the past two years. He had simply kept it hidden from the family and hadn’t said anything.
The most critical thing was that Old Sir Sampson’s condition was quite dangerous.
Upon hearing this news, Jas Black felt his heart sink slightly, unsure of how to break it to Jane Sampson.
Turning back to look at Jane Sampson, who was standing in the doorway, with toothpaste foam still clinging to the corner of her mouth after brushing her teeth but forgetting to wash her face, Jas Black found himself unable to utter a single word.
After hanging up the phone, Jas Black walked over and patted Jane Sampson’s head, soothing her, "It’ll be okay."
Then he led her into the restroom, wrung out a towel, and gently wiped her face.
Jane Sampson’s face wasn’t even dry yet when she put on her coat and was prepared to leave. Jas Black had to call her back, urging her to apply so face cream before stepping out the door. The wind outside was strong; if she didn’t put so cream on her face, it would beco cracked from the cold.
The hospital was located quite far from where Jane Sampson and Jas Black lived, and it took them more than an hour of driving before they arrived. Outside the surgery room, Father Sampson and Mother Sampson were already there.
"Where’s Julie Sampson?" Jane Sampson glanced around but didn’t see her. "Grandpa is in there fighting for his life because of her, and where is she?"
"Jane," Mother Sampson reached out to stop Jane. "Luna Davis isn’t in a position to step outside right now. Everyone out there is watching her closely. The mont she leaves, she’ll be mobbed by people."
Granny Sampson, overwheld with fury, raised her hand and slapped Mother Sampson’s hand away from Jane’s. "Doesn’t she deserve it? This kind of shaless behavior—she chose to do it herself! Who could possibly have forced her?"
As Granny Sampson spoke, she clutched her chest, gasping heavily.
Father Sampson hurriedly supported Granny Sampson and urgently said, "Mom, calm down, calm down. The matter has already happened, and talking about Julie Sampson now won’t change anything. Dad is still in there fighting for his life. You can’t go and collapse on us too."
Father Sampson hadn’t imagined yesterday, when he left in a fit of anger, that the video of the incident would spread across the internet. Nor could he have foreseen that Old Sir Sampson, upon seeing this news while in the countryside, would be so infuriated that he’d faint on the spot.
At first, Father Sampson thought it was rely a matter of being overly upset and that it wouldn’t lead to anything major. But hearing Granny Sampson say that Old Sir Sampson’s health had been poor for the past two years—that he often visited hospitals and concealed it to avoid worrying the children—made him realize the gravity of the situation. The doctor had warned him early on to stay calm and avoid getting agitated or angry so frequently.
And yet, Julie Sampson had silently gone and done sothing so outrageous that it directly caused Old Sir Sampson to faint in rage.
The small village hospital wasn’t able to save Old Sir Sampson, and he was urgently transported to this hospital here.
Before their son and daughter-in-law had even arrived, Granny Sampson had already tearfully signed multiple surgery consent forms and critical illness notices.
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