Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 127: 096: Suffer the consequences of one’s own actions

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Knight, with conviction, seemed like a little adult as he spoke.

Cheryl and Adam were tearful as they watched.

Their son had finally become sensible.

It wasn’t easy.

It seemed the older generation was right; people could only learn to grow through great hardships.

At the same time, the couple felt bittersweet.

If it took this kind of pain for Knight to grow, then they would rather he never grew up.

“Baby,” Cheryl couldn’t help but embrace Knight.

From an angle their parents couldn’t see, Knight secretly caught Mrs. Tuchman’s eye.

What a clever little one.

Mrs. Tuchman couldn’t help but to stifle a laugh.

She was proud of her grandson, who was wise beyond his years.

At that moment, Adam suddenly looked back to his mother and said, “Mom, Miss Thompson will arrive soon for Knight’s surgery, please don’t give him anything to eat! ”

“l know, I know,” Mrs. Tuchman was impatient, “I’m not a three-year-old child, do you need to repeat it so many times?”

Adam knew his mother’s nature; she couldn’t bear to see her child go hungry. He continued, “Mom, I’m serious, this isn’t a joke. Miss Thompson said if he eats before surgery, it might cause stomach reflux, and Knight could die!” Die.

Hearing this word, Mrs. Tuchman suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.

She opened her mouth to tell the truth but was afraid it would affect the surgery. After all, Knight had already missed two meals.

Such a small child, if he continued to go hungry, his body wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Doctors were good at scaring people, exaggerating small issues.

Even if something was not serious, they made it sound terrifying.

Just drinking porridge, how could it kill a person?

With that thought, Mrs. Tuchman suddenly became indignant. Looking at

Adam, she said, ‘Look at the way you speak! Do you think I’m that foolish? That I would gamble with my own grandson’s life?”

By the end, Mrs. Tuchman was somewhat angry.

Cheryl stepped in to mediate, “Mom, don’t be angry. Ettin didn’t mean it that way. He’s just too worried about Knight. As long as you confirm that you didn’t secretly give Knight anything to eat, he’ll be at ease.”

Secretly?

Hearing this word, Mrs. Tuchman grew even angrier.

It was a word used to describe thieves!

Was she a thief?

“Do you two ever know when to stop?”

Seeing his mother grow angry, Ettin quickly apologized with a smile, “Alright mom, don’t be angry. We trust you.”

Mrs. Tuchman was finally satisfied, “I’m going out for a bit. You two watch

Knight.”

“Okay.” Ettin nodded.

After Mrs. Tuchman left, Cheryl immediately squatted down and asked Knight, “Baby, did Grandma give you anything to eat? Good children shouldn’t lie! Liars grow long noses!”

Knight was about to say something when Ettin furrowed his brows, “Why are you still doubting my mom? She’s not a child, doesn’t she know what’s important?”

No matter what, she was his mother. Ettin couldn’t tolerate his wife doubting her.

Cheryl looked at Knight, “Baby, tell me.” “No,” Knight said.

Cheryl patted Knight’s head, “That’s good.”

At that, Cheryl stood up and looked at Ettin, “l didn’t mean to mistrust Mom. Don’t forget how hard it was for us to have our baby!”

“l know.” Ettin’s tone softened, “But please be assured, my mom is not irresponsible. ”

Cheryl nodded.

At five in the afternoon.

Viola Thompson arrived at the hospital punctually.

Dr. Janell came to the operating room, looked at Viola who was preparing for the surgery, and earnestly said, “Miss Thompson, may 1 assist you in the operating room and learn from you?”

Living to learn, Dr. Janell could tell Viola was no ordinary doctor.

Viola nodded slightly, “Sure, I could use an extra pair of hands.”

She never begrudged others from learning medical skills. After all, this was a matter of benefiting all humanity.

“Thank you, Miss Thompson.”

“You’re welcome.’

Dr. Janell continued, “Do you need any help right now?”

“Then you take over my tasks, and I’ll go communicate with the patient’s family, arrange the surgery.”

“Alright.” Dr. Janell nodded.

After handing over her tasks to Dr. Janell, Viola went to Knight’s ward.

Knight was lying in bed, looking quite spirited.

Seeing Viola, Cheryl stood up and said, “Miss Thompson, are you going to prepare Knight for surgery now?”