My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 561

Chapter 561Ten hours after the operation, Christina was still unconscious."... Didn't you say that she would slowly come around from the anesthesia? It's been so long, whyhasn't she woken up yet?”Charles kept looking at his wristwatch, and his expression became more and more anxious. Hecaught a passing doctor and lost his temper at him."Do you know how to treat patients or not? If you don't have the ability, don't delay. If anythinghappens to her, 1 want your hospital to take responsibility!”The poor doctor tried to comfort him, “...Our dean and directors already organized a meeting toanalyze her illness. Please calm down.”“The patient's vital signs are stable. Please don't worry.”“Don’t worry? How can you be so ruthless? You cold-blooded, callous...”Charles was anxious for most of the day but had no chance to vent his anger till now. The poorintern unfortunately was caught and scolded rudely.“Her heart was bleeding profusely, and her whole body's blood was changed. You even had thenerve to tell us that the operation went well? We don't know what you did in the operating room.Did you cut off her internal organs by mistake or connect them to the wrong place...”Chandler sighed at the side. “Charles, when did you start to have delusions?”Charles turned to him with a grim face. “I'm making a reasonable guess. Otherwise, why isn'tChristina awakeyet?”Chandler couldn't answer either.Christina's wound was very deep, but the fragments of the mirror were not poisonous, nor did theyhurt her internal organs. She was stabbed into the main artery and bled heavily. But the doctor hadstitched the wound up to stop the bleeding. Now that the problem of bleeding had been solved,logically speaking, she should wake up soon.But after ten hours since the operation, Christina remained unconscious.Precisely because of this that the deans of this hospital were extremely nervous. Christina's identitywas special. If they directly transferred her to another hospital, it would show that their hospital wasincompetent and they would also offend the Hopkins family.But if they kept delaying the treatment, her condition might get worse, and it would make theHopkins familyeven more offended.The intern held his head high and assured Charles, “Sir, I know you are worried about your wife'ssafety, but please rest assured that our hospital will do its best to treat the patient and there willnever be any medical accident...”“Shut up!” Charles was furious.He hated to communicate with these newcomers the most, who didn’t know how to act properly."Wife? If your glasses don't work well, go get a new pair... And what did you say that there wouldnever be a medical accident? Can you guarantee it? Any operation can be risky. How can youguarantee on behalf of this hospital?”Charles vented his anger on the unlucky intern.He was so angry that anyone who got close would become his punching bag.Chandler sighed helplessly again and waved to the intern who kept his head down, telling him toget away quickly."... It's normal for him to think that you are Christina's husband when he sees you are so anxious.”Charles usually has a good temper. Not sure today his temper was because he stayed up late andworried for too long."Christina's twins recognized me as godfather. They and I can be counted as a family. Now that thetwins are missing, Patrick can't be contacted, and grandpa is not in good health...”Charles was so worried that he scratched his hair irritably. “What's wrong with Patrick? I haven'theard anything from him since he went abroad this time. There's no signal on his phone when I callhim.”“Lucy should know something,” Chandler guessed."... Don't expect to be able to use the people who work for Patrick. Christina is unconscious now.That Lucy just left.”“I don't think Lucy is as heartless as she appears to be.”Charles snorted and was about to complain more, but then a few familiar figures rushed over fromthe hospital corridor. “How is Christina now?”It was the Dickens family.When Donald Dickens and Betty Eisenhower heard that Christina was admitted to the hospital, theyimmediately went to A City to visit her.Facing Christina's families, Charles instantly restrained his expression and greeted them seriouslywith Chandler. Then he confessed, “She has not awakened yet.”Betty looked worried. “What did the doctor say? Is she stable now? When will she wake up?”As she spoke, she sighed, “Why was she stabbed by a broken mirror?”When the Hopkins family called the Dickens family, they did not explain the cause in detail. And theDickens family subconsciously thought that Christina was playing and hurt herself by accident, butthey did not expect it to be so serious."Where is she?” Donald couldn't be relieved unless he saw Christina with his own eyes.Donald's hemiplegic sequelae from his previous stroke had gradually recovered. Now he could walklike a normal person without a cane, but his steps were a little slow.As a strict father, he was used to scolding, “How old is she? She should get bleeding from thebroken mirror and be sent to the hospital. Ridiculous!”Betty had always been protective. “If Christina wakes up later, Donald, don't scold her as soon asyou speak.”Donald choked and did not speak again.The two of them walked into Christina's VIP ward side by side. Betty was frightened by themeasuring instruments in front of her. “What's going on?" As she spoke, she immediately turned tolook at Charles behind her in a panic. “Is Christina seriously injured?”Donald looked at his daughter, who was lying on the bed with a weak and pale face, and the wiresthat connected to her, as well as the data on several monitors.Donald's face darkened. "Where's Patrick?”He soon noticed that the son-in-law he was always dissatisfied with Patrick who was not in the wardand that his daughter was seriously injured.Originally. Donald was angry all the way, saying that he would teach Christina a lesson. From ayoung age, she either put herself in the hospital or threw herself into the police station due tofighting. He had to scold her severely.He should have scolded his daughter for small things, but when something big happened, it wasbecause his son-in-law didn't take good care of her!“Patrick is abroad. This accident happened so suddenly, now he's trying to get back.”Chandler was quick-witted and immediately answered, comforting Donald and Betty. “Christina'sindicators arevery stable. She is not in danger at the moment. Please don’t worry too much. Sit down for a while.”Charles stood in the corner. He shut his mouth tightly, afraid that he would tell them somethinginappropriate, especially that the children were missing and Patrick was out of contact. At this time,it was better not to make the two elders worry.Donald and Betty waited in the ward for three hours, but Christina, who was still in a coma on thebed, showed no sign of waking up at all."... What the hell is going on?”Betty caught Charles and asked. Although her niece had been playful since she was a child andoften bruised herself, she was not as bleeding and unconscious as she was now.Charles was in a dilemma and said hesitantly... “Brianna Hopkins hurt her.”“Brianna Hopkins?”“Patrick's young sister?” Betty was surprised to hear this unfamiliar name.Chandler knew he couldn't hide it, and Betty and Donald, as family members, had the right to know.“Brianna has a mental illness. She hurt Christina when she had a seizure... Senior Mr. Hopkins hasalready handed Brianna over to the police.”Along with Ms. Hopkins's death. Probably out of revenge, Lucy was very active in providing thepolice with evidence of Brianna's crime, including the fact that she texted Ms. Hopkins, lured her tothe hospital rooftop to negotiate, and took the opportunity to push her downstairs.Brianna would face a number of serious charges.As for the attitude of the Hopkins family, they didn't want to interfere anymore. They waited for thejury's decision“Christina, you're awake!”As soon as Betty turned around, she found Christina slowly opening her eyes.Charles ran over excitedly. “Thank god you're finally awake.”Christina's head hurt, her vision was blurred, and her voice was a little hoarse. “Who, who are you?”

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