NovelEnglishChapter 1162 Claire Was Anxious The nurses hurriedly carried Violet into the lobby.
Claire seemed to be too frightened to think. Rowan grabbed her arm and pulled her into the lobby gently.
"Dr. Watson, will my aunt die?" Claire feared, her voice trembling fiercely. "Please help her. She's so young." "Probably, she has acute gastritis. No matter how severe it is, she won't die." Rowan's words calmed her down.
Following him into the elevator, Claire bent over to the stretcher and held Violet's hand. "Aunt Violet, I'm Claire. We're in the hospital now. Hang on there. Dr. Watson will help you." Violet only felt the sharp pang, almost suffocated. She couldn't respond to Claire but heard her encouragement.
The exclusive elevator went up.
Claire treasured the family affection the most, afraid of losing her loved ones. Tears trickled down her eyes. She didn't make any sound while wiping her tears.
Watching her, Rowan was touched, although he had been used to the separation between loved ones in life or death.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtViolet could hardly breathe on the stretcher. The nurses immediately put her on a respirator.
Claire watched the scene, her heart tightening again.
The elevator arrived, and the doors slid open.
"Excuse us!" The nurses pushed Violet immediately into the emergency room.
Claire followed suit. Holding Violet's hand, she ran along with them. "Aunt Violet... Aunt Violet, be strong. I'll wait for you." She was horrified.
Rowan also quickened his pace, running after them.
At the door of the emergency room, Claire let go of Violet's hand and watched her be pushed in tearfully. She almost collapsed to the ground, her eyes red.
"Aunt Violet..." Rowan stopped in front, frowning at her. Claire gradually looked up. Their gazes met in mid-air.
"Dr. Watson, please... Please help her." Claire couldn't stop shedding tears and had never feared so much in her life.
Rowan understood it was her first texperiencing such a matter.
"Trust me." He darted at her, his eyes dark. Then he entered the emergency room quickly.
Claire watched his tall, sturdy figure vanish behind the doors, which were closed immediately.
Silence blanketed the corridor.
She waited outside alone, clenching her hands together tensely. She paced back and forth, feeling tortured. Each second seemed a century for her.
Claire lost her parents when she was little. Albert and Violet brought her up. Therefore, she treasured them a lot.
She was too nervous, so she forgot to call Alert and Finnley.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe Clarke Corp.
Each department was lively.
Zack entered his office and saw Tristan sorting sfiles at the desk. "You are back, Tristan." "Yes, Mr. Clarke," Tristan looked up at him and answered gently.
Zack strode towards his chair. "Where have you been? You didn't answer my calls." As a father, he cared about his son but didn't blhim.
"I muted my phone. When | saw the missed calls, you were in a meeting, so | didn't call back," Tristan answered, "I solved sprivate affairs." However, he didn't tell Zack what it was precisely, but Zack wouldn't be nosey. After all, Tristan was a grownup.
"By the way, Tristan," Zack was enlightened, "There's a business gathering this weekend. Get ready." Tristan asked, "How many people will attend? What kind of box shall | reserve?" "No worries," Zack explained, "You can go there yourself. I'll arrange for everything." "OK." Tristan didn't overthink. As the president's assistant, he often attended business occasions.
Charity Medical Center.
Outside the emergency room, Claire finally calmed down. She called Albert and Finnley, informing them about Violet's status.
After ending the call, she covered her mouth while biting her lip in a panic.
Violet had been sent to the emergency room for several hours.
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