My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

He is in critical condition.

After silently reciting this over and over again, Emily's hand shook and the phone in her hand clattered to the ground.

First, Khalid drove his car to kill her and Elis, then she and Khalid had a car accident together, and then at night, Elis had a serious car accident, which was very bad.

When she thought of Elis' well-behaved and understanding appearance, Emily's tears fell, she would rather be crushed by the wheels over and over again than to put her Elis through such a painful ordeal.

When she arrived at the central hospital, Elis was already being wheeled out of the emergency room.

The car that hit Elis had hit and run, and since there were no monitors in the slum area, there was no way to find the person who had hit Elis.

As she watched Elis shrink into a tiny ball on the hospital bed, Emily's heart ached as if she was being attacked, she wanted to stay with her Elis and see him wake up, she didn't want to leave for a minute.

But now, she had to leave.

The doctor said that if she didn't pay the hospital fees, Elis would be discharged tomorrow, and that Elis' leg was so badly injured that he would need another operation in three days, otherwise he would never be able to stand up.

The hospital fees, plus the next operation, would cost at least 200,000, but over the years, she hadn't saved a cent at all, and she couldn't get 200,000 even if she sold herself.

She knew that Freya was a good person, and if she went to Freya to borrow money, Freya might be willing to lend it to her, but she didn't have her contact information, nor did she know her address, so she couldn't find Freya at all.

She had also thought about taking out a loan, but for someone like her, with nothing to pledge as collateral and no guarantor, no formal lender would be willing to lend her money.

She had a nominal husband, and her nominal husband was a very rich man, but how could he possibly lend her money when he wanted even to kill her? After thinking about it, she could only go to Josiah to borrow money.

Josiah had already been discharged from hospital and was now living in his newly purchased villa.

He was originally a musical genius, with a terrifyingly large fan base. Now that the news of him being alive is out, all he has to do is casually show up in front of the camera and he will be back on top.

What's more, his face and talent have not diminished just because he has been a vegetable all these years. On the contrary, after he woke up this time, he has an extra calm and introspective aura about him, which has even made his fans crazy obsessed.

Coupled with the shares transferred to him by Sabrina and the powerful Wells and Fitzgerald families backing him up, although he was still recuperating, his popularity was still unmatched in the entertainment industry.

There was no doubt that Josiah was rich.

But it wasn't easy to borrow money from him, but in order to save Elis' life, Emily still wanted to give it a try.

What if he was merciful and gave her some money? At one time, Emily was a proud girl, but now, her so-called pride had long been worn down by life. As long as she could save Elis, even if her dignity was trampled under the feet of others, she really didn't care.

With heavy apprehension, Emily dialed the phone number that had been engraved in her mind for years, but fortunately, Josiah had not changed his phone number.

As soon as the call was answered, Josiah's voice, which was as clear and cold as falling snow in winter, came through, "What is it?" "Josiah, it's Emily speaking, I ... | want to borrow some money from you." "Borrow money?" Josiah's cold voice was tinged with heavy sarcasm, "What, that cripple can't afford to feed you anymore? "Josiah, six years ago | broke up with you, all those words | said were lies, there was nothing between me and Cassius. He was kidnapped, that person used Cassius’ life to force me to break up with you, | could only compromise." "Josiah, | didn't abort our child, our child Elis is still alive! It's just that he's had a car accident now, and | need money to operate on him. Josiah, can you lend me 200,000 first?" "Emily, you take me for a fool!" Josiah's voice no longer had the warmth in it that it once had, only a desperate coldness.

"Emily, back then it was you who killed our child with your own hands and smashed our child's corpse in my face, and now you're saying that our child is still alive?! Elis, you really think that | am brain-damaged, you can play whatever you want?!" "Josiah, | really didn't kill our child! | lied to you at that time, it was really just a stop-gap measure! Josiah, if you don't believe me, you can take a paternity test with Elis, he is really your child!" "Shut up!" Josiah coldly cut off Emily" words, "Emily, | don't believe a word you say!" "What, now that that cripple can't satisfy you anymore, you want me to raise you and that wild child? Sorry you're going to be disappointed, | am not that stupid!" Emily bit her lip deadly, pain and embarrassment intertwined in her heart, leaving her breathless.

In this world, sometimes it was particularly ridiculous, many people easily believed lies, but were unwilling to believe truth.

She knew that no matter what she said, Josiah was not willing to believe that Elis was his son, so she could only refrain from mentioning it to annoy him and concentrate on borrowing money from him.

"Josiah, for the sake of our past love together, can you lend me 200,000? Don't worry, I'll work hard to earn money and pay you back as soon as possible! Josiah, please save Elis, okay?" "Love? Between us, there is only hatred, an unbreakable hatred of killing our son, where is the love? Emily, my child has already been brutally killed by you, what makes you and that cripple's sinful child still alive?!" Josiah's voice was as cruel as if it came from a bloody purgatory, "Emily, wanting me to save that sinful child, you're dreaming!" After saying these words, he hung up the phone decisively.

Emily gripped the phone and limped helplessly to the ground, her child's real father was unwilling to save him.

What on earth should she do to find a way out for her Elis? Freya had been working hard in the laboratory for three days and had finally developed the antidote to the withering silence.

She carefully took the small porcelain vial containing the antidote and fed it to Kieran with great joy.

She thought that after taking the antidote, Kieran would get better, but as soon as he took the antidote, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth and he fell to the ground, motionless.