My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 328

"Your father has been in a coma for almost 24 hours. These quacks keep saying we have to wait.What if he wouldn't wake up? They are just bullying us because they think our Dickens family isn'tnot as powerful as before..."

"Grandma, that's not the case.”

"Christina, you have to ask for help now. Now that your father is sick, we must replace assistanceimmediately. I know you have little social experience, and you may have few connections. But nowyour father's life is hanging in the balance. Do you want to piss me off? Is it so hard for you to askfor the Hopkins family's help? You don't care about your father's life, do you? Can you be so cruel?”Christina didn't know how to communicate with her grandma. Several men at the nurse stationlooked at her strangely. After all, the Dickens family was distinguished in C City. Thus, although thenurse wanted to remind them to be quiet, after the crying of the old lady, she didn't dare to speak."Grandma, don't worry too much. I promise you I will replace the best doctor to treat uncle.”

Cory asked his subordinate to send Carrie back. He brought a fruit basket to the ward to visitDonald. When Mrs. Dickens saw him coming, she immediately held his hand and cried warmly,begging for his help.

Christina sighed, turned around and went into the ward to talk to her aunt. Betty stayed here allnight, looking haggard and tired.

"Christina and I will stay here. Go and have a rest.” Crystal said. She was considerate and good attaking care of people. Betty trusted her.

However, Betty insisted on staying in the hospital. "I won't go to the hotel. The ward is big. I'll take arest on the small bed inside. I had a nurse watching with me last night, so I'm not very tired. I'll waituntil your father wakes up."

"Auntie, eat something before you sleep.” Cory walked in and brought some breakfast.

In the past, Betty didn't like Cory very much. But now, maybe she was old and experienced morethings, suddenly, she didn't want to care about those trivialities. Therefore, she nodded at him.Betty had some breakfast and went to the inner room to rest. Mrs. Dickens was sent home. Corywent to talk to the doctor and the dean, leaving Christina and Crystal in the ward.

"I think your auntie is attentive to your father." Crystal casually chose a subject, in case of beingbored.

Christina stared at the injection in a daze. When she suddenly heard Crystal's words, she paused fora moment and then answered calmly, "Although my auntie hated the Dickens family, it has beenmany years since my mother's incident. She have hated them long enough.”

And likewise, she hated the Dickens family as well. But after all, they were relatives. When anaccident like this happened, everyone put aside their previous grudges and hoped to get along well.There were footsteps outside the door. Cory walked in front, followed by several senior doctors andthe dean.

"Don’t worry. Your father's condition has stabilized. He should wake up today..."

Christina didn't expect Cory to help her so heartily. As she was about to say "Thank you", she turnedaround and was shocked.

Her eyes fixed on the bed, and the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, whose sight happenedto meet hers.

Perhaps Donald had been in a coma for too long and didn't wake up completely, he called out"Mair" at Christina. His voice was hoarse and weak, but he shouted hard.

Mair was the nickname of her mother Mary Eisenhower. Donald rarely called her mother soaffectionately.

Christina was slow for two seconds. Meeting the confused eyes of her father, who had always beenat odds with her, she pursed her lips and squeezed out a word awkwardly, "Dad."

She hadn't called him for a long time.

Hearing the word "Dad", Donald's eyes gradually became clear, as if he was suddenly awakenedfrom a dream.

He remembered his car accident and looked a little surprised. He didn't expect to see his daughterwho had broken up with him the first time he woke up. He even thought that if he died, hisstubborn daughter might not come to his grave.

But his daughter was not as heartless as he had imagined, at least not like her mother.

"Mr. Dickens, do you still feel a headache?”

Seeing the patient wake up, the doctors immediately went forward and asked carefully.

Christina stepped back and listened to their conversation. It seemed that her father's illness was notparticularly serious. At least he had a clear head for every question.

After a round of reexamination, the doctor confirmed that there were no sequelae. But they alsoadvised Donald to pay more attention to his accumulated physical problems caused by his years ofhard working, especially after his blood vessels ruptured once, he must pay more attention to hislifestyle, diet, and control of emotions.

"Please tell me again the food avoiding and other restrictions.”

Betty immediately got up when she heard some noise in the ward. She excitedly asked the doctorabout the precautions over and over again.

Mrs. Dickens had already been called, and Cory and Crystal greeted the patient politely.

Christina's expression was awkward, because she didn't know what to say. Usually, she quarreledwith her father when she met him.

She squeezed out a greeting more politely and distantly than an outsider, "You, you have a goodrest.” In case she would say something wrong to provoke him.

Donald didn't have anything to say to his daughter either. He said "I see” and closed his eyes to rest.Christina quickly walked out of the ward, and even the senior doctor here warned her not toprovoke her father as if she was immoral and unfilial.

As soon as she walked out of the ward, Donald opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling inconfusion, and sighed.

"Your father seems to have aged a lot after this illness..."

Crystal and the others were outside the ward. Christina glanced back at the door and repliedsullenly, "He only looks a little haggard when he's sick. You don't know how unreasonable he iswhen he scolds me."

However, there was no resentment in her complaint.

"Christina, the doctors can guarantee that your father's condition is stable. Don't worry," Corywalked towards them.

"Long time no see. Can we sit down and have a cup of coffee?"

The three of them went to the restaurant opposite the hospital and randomly chose a seat in thehall without going to the private room.

Christina took the number and ordered two cups of hot cocoa. Cory, who was sitting opposite her,ordered a cup of black coffee. In fact, they had nothing to talk about when sitting together.

"What happened to Carrie just now?"

Christina's tone was flat. She was neither concerned nor curious. She was just bored while waitingfor her hot cocoa.

Cory seemed to be disgusted with the name. Looking annoyed, he took out a cigarette from hispocket and took a deep puff.

Christina was sensitive to the smell and frowned.

"I'm sorry." Cary realized that it was impolite to smoke in front of women and immediately put outthe cigarette.

"Patrick must have rarely smoked in front of you," he said in a natural tone. "The upbringing in theHopkins family is strict. Even the cousins like me are disciplined when we visit the Hopkins family..."