Chapter 976: Chapter 502: Extra Story: Relief, Smile, Hope for Spring’s Blossoming (Part 1)

After the doctor left for a long time, Skyler Jones still stood dazedly in the same spot.

His subordinate approached him and said, "Mr. Jones, when your wife had a miscarriage, the doctor advised her to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but she didn’t want to. She went back to the hotel alone. Because she had just miscarried, her body was very weak. She fell in the bathroom and then fell into a coma. I immediately brought her to the hospital, and the doctor performed emergency treatment. The doctor said she went into shock several times, but fortunately, she pulled through, although her heart rate is very, very slow. The doctor said this is a sign of a heart problem. The doctor said she needs to be observed for twenty-four hours. If her heart function gradually improves after that time, she should be fine. But if it continues to weaken, she might suffer from heart failure. Additionally, the doctor said people in her condition, if their will to survive is weak, might not wake up..."

In the late night, standing before the transparent glass window, Skyler Jones quietly looked at Christine Quinn lying inside, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

He had asked the doctor three times to let him in to see her, but the doctor refused each time.

The last time he was refused, the doctor told him, "You didn’t cherish her when she was fine. Now that something happened, what use is your cherishing?"

When the doctor accused Skyler Jones like this, he did not refute. He just silently looked at Christine Quinn through the glass, quietly enduring the doctor’s reprimand.

He deserved the scolding. Never had he regretted his decisions as much as he did now, never had he felt such hatred for himself.

Perhaps seeing Skyler Jones standing by the glass window the whole night without moving an inch, the doctor finally allowed him to change into sterile clothing and enter the ICU ward.

Inside the cold white hospital room, Christine Quinn lay there quietly alone...

If it weren’t for the slight mist on the tube in her nose, he would have thought she wasn’t breathing at all.

Because she was so weak...

Her face was ghostly pale, her long lashes covering those beautiful, lively eyes without a quiver...

When he held her hand, he was shocked by the coldness of her body.

Her body felt devoid of any warmth, any sign of life.

Skyler Jones tightly held her hand, fearing for the first time, as tears gathered in his eyes.

"Christine..."

He called her name, but she didn’t respond, and her hand would have slipped from his if he wasn’t holding it so tightly.

"Christine, Christine..."

He called out several more times, but still, she remained motionless, as if without breath.

For the first time, he found himself at a loss...

It seemed as if the world only consisted of him and her, and boundless regret tore at his heart.

The screen next to the bed ticked steadily, displaying her heart rate...

Her heartbeat was so weak it was barely there...

Skyler Jones painfully closed his eyes, his eyes starting to well up with heat.

He was the culprit; he had indirectly caused the death of his own child.

Before entering the room, the doctor told him he was originally very fortunate to be a father because someone like Christine Quinn, who had congenital heart disease and yet could maintain her pregnancy without placing stress on her body, was blessed by the heavens...

But he didn’t know...

He had even abandoned her, leaving her alone in France for a month...

He wasn’t a good man...

He didn’t deserve her...

He had once promised to give her happiness that the world could admire, but he failed to keep his promise and only gave her terrible physical and emotional harm...

"Christine, wake up... open your eyes and look at me, please?" Skyler Jones called hoarsely at her bedside, "The doctor said you must make it through this twenty-four-hour critical period... It’s all my fault; wake up, yell at me, hit me, anything but lie there silently like this, okay?"

"Christine... please, wake up, I beg you, just look at me... Christine..." Skyler Jones’s painful voice echoed throughout the ICU.

Tick, tick...

The room was silent, save for the sound of the machines.

Christine Quinn lay quietly on the bed, feeling noise outside...

She wished to move her fingers but felt too weak...

She wanted to speak, but her throat was so dry it couldn’t produce a sound...

The voices from outside faintly reached her...

Outside the ICU.

Rebecca Quentin, her eyes bloodshot, fiercely glared at Skyler Jones in front of her, "If anything happens to my sister... I won’t let you off."

Skyler Jones didn’t respond; his face was dark, clearly showing his low spirits.

"My sister loves you so much, what have you given her? I always stood by your side because I truly believed you could bring my sister happiness, but every time you hurt her deeply... What did my sister do wrong? She only fell in love with someone; she did nothing wrong..." Rebecca Quentin murmured, crying.

Howard Geoffrey tightly embraced Rebecca Quentin, offering her comfort and protection.

Mrs. Geoffrey sighed heavily, "How did it come to this?"

Sobbing, Rebecca Quentin walked to the glass window, looking at Christine Quinn lying on the bed as if lifeless, and could only cover her mouth to stifle her sobs.

Everyone turned their gaze toward the glass, their faces full of concern.

At this moment, two doctors and a nurse came rushing over...

Seeing the hurried appearance of the doctors and nurse, Skyler Jones quickly intercepted them, "What’s happening?"

The doctor hurriedly replied, "The patient’s hand moved, showing signs of waking up..."

"What..."

Everyone was instantly filled with joy.

The doctor led the nurse into the room...

Half an hour later, the doctor came out of the room.

The Geoffrey family immediately crowded around.

Facing their expectant faces, the doctor smiled, "Congratulations. I just examined Miss Quinn; her heart rhythm has gradually stabilized... It seems she has successfully passed the critical twenty-four hours. Her family need not worry too much."

The doctor’s words caused Mrs. Geoffrey and Rebecca Quentin to cheer aloud, and even Howard Geoffrey’s face showed clear relief...

Skyler Jones let out a huge sigh of relief and quickly asked the doctor, "Can I go in and see her?"