Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1001 - 281: Seeking death, critically ill!_6

Diana Hershey said, "Viola is still in the operating room."

As soon as she finished speaking, Diana Hershey lowered her voice and said, "Go and comfort Grandma Thompson and the uncles and aunts. They've been worried all day and didn't have much to eat at lunch."

"Okay." Flora Tiarks nodded affirmatively.

"Grandma Thompson, uncles, aunts, you don't need to worry. Viola has a lucky aura that is sure to turn good luck out of bad."

"Hmm." Mrs. Thompson nodded and forced a smile.

Before long, Rachel Barton had also rushed to the entrance of the operating room.

By the time she arrived, it had been over an hour since Flora Tiarks had arrived. "The traffic was terrible. Is Viola still in surgery? Has the doctor said what the problem is?"

Fiona Knight replied, "The doctor hasn't been able to diagnose the problem yet."

Rachel Barton frowned slightly, "How can this be?"

Her face showed worries, but inside she breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems.

That person was right.

The drug is colorless and tasteless, and the doctors can't detect it.

This is Viola's retribution.

Why should Viola by default be superior to others?

Why does Viola get to step on her head and trample on her dignity?

If it hadn't been for Viola, Mr. White wouldn't have humiliated her so much.

If it hadn't been for Viola, she nearly would have been sold by her own parents!

...

All of this, it's all Viola's fault!

Viola owes her!

This is Viola's retribution.

Thinking of this, Rachel Barton's eyes, which were cast down, were filled with vicious delight.

If only Viola disappears from this world, then Mr. White will surely fall in love with her.

Just then.

The operating room light suddenly dimmed.

Then.

The doctors and nurses began walking out.

Everyone who had been waiting outside immediately crowded them, "Doctor, how is Viola's condition?"

Professor Alnwick removed his surgical mask, his face complex, and he sighed, "Miss Thompson's situation is not optimistic at the moment. Based on initial checks, we suspect she has contracted the very rare Delos virus. We currently have no cure for this virus. The family must be prepared."

Prepared?

Hearing this, Mary Perryne felt a rush of fury, she couldn't catch her breath, and she fainted on the spot.

"Mary!"

Sawyer Thompson immediately caught Mary Perryne and pressed on her acupoint, "Mary, keep your spirits up. Viola will be okay."

Mary Perryne opened her eyes, there was no luster in them as before.

She couldn't say a word.

Why?

Why is fate doing this to her?

If anything happens to Viola, she might as well not live either.

What's the point of her living?

Mrs. Thompson couldn't stand steady either, tears rushing out.

Flora Tiarks with her quick reflexes, immediately held Mrs. Thompson up.

"Grandma, you must hang on. You cannot collapse at this time. Viola is so good, she's everyone's pride. There will definitely be a miracle," as Flora Tiarks spoke, she couldn't help but cry.

Diana Hershey and Fiona Knight were also very sad.

They still couldn't believe what had happened to Viola.

Although Rachel Barton was overjoyed inside, she had to keep up appearances. So, pretending to be upset, she said, "I believe Viola will definitely be okay."

Viola was taken to the intensive care unit.

She was just lying there with tubes all over her body.

Bread sat in front of the door, whimpering softly.

Mantou reached out his little paw, trying to enter, but the gap was too small, and he couldn't get in.

Just half an hour later.

The hospital issued two critical condition notices.

The relatives of the Thompson Clan, upon hearing this news, rushed towards Capital City immediately.

On the other side.

Terrence Lentz took out his phone and sent a message to Viola Thompson.

Their conversation had been paused since last night.

Viola sent him a photo of the snowy scenery outside her window.

Terrence reminded her to wear more clothes before going to sleep.

In the morning, Terrence sent her a message.

But she didn't reply.

It's common for Viola to be busy with various things and therefore, late in replying to messages, but today, Terrence felt that something was off.

He took out his phone, made a call.

No one answered on the other side.

Terrence Lentz frowned slightly, then picked up the office phone, "Book me the earliest flight back to Capital City right now."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Terrence logged onto WhatsApp and sent Fiona Knight a message.

He enquired about Viola.

But Fiona Knight didn't reply either.

Ten minutes later, Terrence got into the car in a hurry and rushed to the airport.

Capital City.

Rachel Barton looked at Viola lying in the hospital bed, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

Who would have thought that Viola would have a day like this.

Really satisfying.

Really satisfying!

Just then, Diana Hershey brought over a meal box, "Rachel, go bring this to Grandma Thompson. She hasn't really eaten anything all day."

"Alright." Rachel took the meal box and headed towards the lounge.

In the lounge.

Mrs. Thompson was kneeling on the ground, praying earnestly, "Bodhisattva, please guarantee Viola's safety. If Viola could be safe and sound, I'm willing to give my own life in exchange."

At this moment, Mrs. Thompson was full of regret.

She regretted why she didn't send Viola to the hospital last night.

The child had a temperature close to forty degrees by that time.

If she had insisted, Viola would definitely have been admitted to the hospital.

It was her fault.

All because she, as a grandmother, didn't give much thought.

It was she who harmed Viola.

Rachel looked at Mrs. Thompson, her eyes reflecting an indescribable expression.

Why.

Why does Viola get such a loving grandmother?

And her?

Even if she dies, probably no one would feel heartache for her, right?

Nobody would even shed a tear for her.

Since Mrs. Thompson is so fond of Viola and can't bear to part with her, then she could just go down and accompany Viola.

Thinking of this, Rachel narrowed her eyes and walked over to Mrs. Thompson. Then she spoke, "Grandma Thompson."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Thompson, leaning against the wall, stood up from the ground and looked towards Rachel.

Rachel placed the meal box on the table and gently said, "Grandma Thompson, I do have one method that might help Viola recover."

"What method?" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Thompson immediately looked at Rachel, a gleam in her eyes.

Rachel handed Mrs. Thompson a glass of water, then uttered, "Do you believe in the Buddha? If you do, you might want to try a pilgrimage to St. John's Co-Cathedral after a period of fasting and cleansing, following the ritual of praying on bended knees and bowed head three times for every three steps you take. I've heard that the prayers at St. John's Co-Cathedral are very efficacious, provided that the devotee is of high integrity in the family and possesses a sincere heart, which would definitely move the Bodhisattva to fulfill

the devotee's wishes."

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A pilgrimage on bended knees and bowed head three times for every three steps taken is a rigorous ritual.

St. John's Co-Cathedral is over twenty kilometers away from the Thompson Clan.

Even the most physically fit would find the journey tiring, let alone performing the ritual.

What's more, Mrs. Thompson is in her nineties.

She wouldn't be able to endure such a strenuous journey.

At this point, Rachel paused, then added, "However, considering your age, your body may not be able to withstand the physical strain of the ritual. Or maybe, you can treat it as if I haven't said anything as the effectiveness of these measures remains uncertain. I believe that Viola will be blessed with good fortune and she will definitely be alright."