However, today.
She had waited for two hours, but there had been no news.
Seaton furrowed her brows slightly.
As she paced anxiously, the doors to the Operating Room opened.
Seaton immediately stepped forward, "Doctor, how is my grandmother doing?"
The doctor, knowing Seaton's identity, responded with deference, "Miss Seaton, Mrs. Gerina's condition is very critical. She had a sudden cerebral haemorrhage. Because she was brought in too late, we can only keep her alive for now. Whether she wakes up or not depends on her willpower."
Upon hearing this, Seaton was shocked, her face full of disbelief.
Cerebral haemorrhage?
Her grandmother actually had a cerebral haemorrhage!
Those two were right!
What on earth is going on!
Seaton calmed down for a few seconds, feeling that her nervousness must have caused her to hallucinate, then asked again, "What did you say? What happened to my grandmother?"
The doctor repeated what he had just said.
It was indeed a cerebral haemorrhage.
