Even though Jane Sampson kept telling herself not to panic, not to lose control, not to be anxious,
the truth was, she couldnât stop her heart from feeling chaotic.
The number of people she truly cared about in this world was already painfully few.
And those who loved her were even scarcer.
She didnât want to lose a single one of them. She wanted to keep them in her heart forever and ever.
While Jane was washing up, James Black stepped aside to make a phone call to an acquaintance at the hospital. Only then did he learn that Old Sir Sampson had initially been rushed to a minor hospital near the village, and later, due to the seriousness of the situation, was urgently transferred to the Capital Province Guard District Hospital.
At present, Old Sir Sampson was undergoing emergency treatment in the emergency room.
Moreover, Old Sir Sampsonâs health had been poor for the past two years. He had simply kept it hidden from the family and hadnât said anything.
The most critical thing was that Old Sir Sampsonâs condition was quite dangerous.
Upon hearing this news, James Black felt his heart sink slightly, unsure of how to break it to Jane Sampson.
Turning back to look at Jane Sampson, who was standing in the doorway, with toothpaste foam still clinging to the corner of her mouth after brushing her teeth but forgetting to wash her face, James Black found himself unable to utter a single word.
After hanging up the phone, James Black walked over and patted Jane Sampsonâs head, soothing her, "Itâll be okay."
Then he led her into the restroom, wrung out a towel, and gently wiped her face.
Jane Sampsonâs face wasnât even dry yet when she put on her coat and was prepared to leave. James Black had to call her back, urging her to apply some face cream before stepping out the door. The wind outside was strong; if she didnât put some cream on her face, it would become cracked from the cold.
The hospital was located quite far from where Jane Sampson and James Black lived, and it took them more than an hour of driving before they arrived. Outside the surgery room, Father Sampson and Mother Sampson were already there.
"Whereâs Julie Sampson?" Jane Sampson glanced around but didnât see her. "Grandpa is in there fighting for his life because of her, and where is she?"
"Jane," Mother Sampson reached out to stop Jane. "Luna Davis isnât in a position to step outside right now. Everyone out there is watching her closely. The moment she leaves, sheâll be mobbed by people."
Granny Sampson, overwhelmed with fury, raised her hand and slapped Mother Sampsonâs hand away from Janeâs. "Doesnât she deserve it? This kind of shameless behaviorâshe chose to do it herself! Who could possibly have forced her?"
As Granny Sampson spoke, she clutched her chest, gasping heavily.
Father Sampson hurriedly supported Granny Sampson and urgently said, "Mom, calm down, calm down. The matter has already happened, and talking about Julie Sampson now wonât change anything. Dad is still in there fighting for his life. You canât go and collapse on us too."
Father Sampson hadnât imagined yesterday, when he left in a fit of anger, that the video of the incident would spread across the internet. Nor could he have foreseen that Old Sir Sampson, upon seeing this news while in the countryside, would be so infuriated that heâd faint on the spot.
At first, Father Sampson thought it was merely a matter of being overly upset and that it wouldnât lead to anything major. But hearing Granny Sampson say that Old Sir Sampsonâs health had been poor for the past two yearsâthat he often visited hospitals and concealed it to avoid worrying the childrenâmade him realize the gravity of the situation. The doctor had warned him early on to stay calm and avoid getting agitated or angry so frequently.
And yet, Julie Sampson had silently gone and done something so outrageous that it directly caused Old Sir Sampson to faint in rage.
The small village hospital wasnât able to save Old Sir Sampson, and he was urgently transported to this hospital here.
Before their son and daughter-in-law had even arrived, Granny Sampson had already tearfully signed multiple surgery consent forms and critical illness notices.