Chapter 964: Chapter 964: Transplant Surgery
"Charlotte!"
Seeing something was wrong with Charlotte Thompson, Justin Battleson stepped forward and took her into his arms, only to touch her icy fingers.
"Justin, what should we do? It’s all my fault, because of me..."
Tears kept rolling down from Charlotte’s eyes, making her pale cheeks only appear more pitiful.
"Charlotte, no one blames you, this is not your fault." Justin Battleson felt a heart-wrenching pain seeing her like this.
"No... if it weren’t for me, how would Grace have ended up like this..." Charlotte couldn’t extricate herself from such regretful thoughts.
"Mommy."
It was then that Cyrus Thompson stepped forward and hugged Charlotte.
Though his voice was still young, his seriousness could not be hidden.
"You haven’t wronged us. If it weren’t for Mommy, we wouldn’t have come into this world and lived happily."
"That’s right, Mommy, you have always been taking such good care of us, how could you have wronged us?" Hank Thompson also quickly nodded in agreement.
"Mommy, don’t be sad. If Mommy is sad, Annie will be sad too." Olivia Thompson’s emotions still hadn’t settled.
She looked at Charlotte sorrowfully, her little hand tightly clutching her own skirt, repeatedly telling herself not to cry anymore in her heart.
Because she knew that if she cried, it would make Mommy Charlotte even sadder.
"Mommy, we will definitely cure Grace!" Jack Thompson spoke, "This is the hospital, all diseases can be cured here."
Charlotte’s thoughts returned, and she looked at her children in front of her, her heart full of a sour feeling.
Now it was even the children who were comforting her.
She, as a mother, really failed her duty.
"I’m sorry..."
Charlotte embraced the children in her arms, her cheeks pressing tightly against their soft hair.
The children all gathered around Grace Thompson’s hospital bed, and Justin Battleson went to take care of some hospital admission procedures for Grace. Charlotte took this opportunity to beckon Vincent to step outside the hospital room with her.
Charlotte leaned against the corridor wall, giving herself something to lean on.
"Charlotte, don’t be too sad, and be mindful of your own health."
Vincent was filled with concern, as he had not forgotten the scene of Charlotte coughing up blood due to the overwhelming stress earlier.
However, how could Charlotte care about her own health now? She directly looked up and asked Vincent.
"Vincent, how can Grace’s disease be treated? Tell me, no matter what you ask me to do, no matter what kind of price I have to pay, I want to cure Grace."
"Surely there is a way, it’s just..." Vincent’s gaze shifted away quietly, and his voice gradually weakened.
"Vincent, what are you saying?" Charlotte didn’t catch what Vincent said afterward.
"Looking at Grace’s current condition, I’m afraid she may need a heart transplant surgery," Vincent said through clenched teeth.
And his hand, hanging by his side, tightened abruptly as he uttered those words.
Heart transplant surgery.
Those words weighed down heavily on Charlotte, as if they each carried a thousand pounds, intensely pressing on her shoulders.
"And besides that..." Charlotte felt her teeth trembling.
"Besides that, there is no better way." Vincent was also feeling helpless now.
"Grace... such a young child, has to undergo a heart transplant?" Charlotte couldn’t believe it.
There were so many treatments for heart disease, why did it have to be this one?