Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild-Chapter 1662: This Isn’t Your Fault

Charlotte Thompson stood helplessly in the corridor.

Her trembling legs could no longer support her body.

Justin Battleson looked at Charlotte with heartache, initially wanting to help her sit down, but Charlotte refused his help, her gaze fixed on the red light above the emergency room.

It was unclear how much time had passed when the red light above the operating room finally went out.

Charlotte rushed forward almost without hesitation, emotionally grabbing the doctor who came out.

Seeing this, Justin reached out and took Charlotte’s fingertips back, holding them in his palm.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

Charlotte asked urgently.

Her throat seemed like it was filled with gravel, producing a hoarse cry as she spoke.

The doctor removed his mask, looking at Charlotte with a serious expression.

"The patient’s condition is not very optimistic. Although she is out of life-threatening danger, the heart’s oxygen supply is significantly insufficient, which might cause the patient to remain in a comatose state."

The doctor’s words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Charlotte’s mind in a haze.

If Justin hadn’t been there to support her, Charlotte might have already collapsed to the ground.

"How could this happen..."

Tears instantly welled up in Charlotte’s eyes.

She took a deep breath, the veins on her forehead tense, and immense pain and sorrow wrapped tightly around her.

"What can be done to wake up my daughter?" Charlotte’s chest heaved violently with her breathing.

"Isn’t it that performing a heart transplant as soon as possible will cure my daughter?"

However, what Charlotte never expected was that the doctor’s next words would completely negate what seemed to be the only way to save Grace.

"But... given the patient’s current physical condition, it’s simply impossible to perform surgery."

"What?" Charlotte’s pupils constricted.

"The patient’s physical condition is very unstable, and forcing a heart transplant could lead to irreparable severe consequences. The most conservative approach now is medication treatment, to maintain the patient’s vital signs. As for the specific treatment plan, it may still need further study."

Despite this, the doctor’s expression was somewhat indescribable when he said these words.

"So... my daughter will remain in a comatose state, right?"

Charlotte’s lips quivered. She didn’t know how much strength it took to speak this sentence.

Her vision began to blur, and she could no longer see clearly what response the doctor gave. The indescribable sadness overwhelmed Charlotte’s mind.

The palm originally resting on Justin’s arm began to tighten, with her nails already embedding into his flesh.

Looking at the now somewhat expressionless Charlotte, Justin held her in his arms with great sorrow, comforting her with a restrained voice.

"It’s okay, Grace will definitely be healed. We have many ways."

Feeling the spreading dampness in his chest, Justin placed a hand on Charlotte’s trembling shoulder.

"Why has it come to this? Did I really do something wrong to deserve such punishment? But... can’t it be directed at my daughter..."

Charlotte nestled in Justin’s chest, her voice muffled but unable to hide the choking sobs within.

"It’s not your fault, Charlotte."