The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1162

Chapter 1162

The argument that had just transpired echoed in the ears of the nurse, and she was filled with

sympathy.

But Arabella didn’t hear it. She was on the phone with Grandpa Beck, confirming their research

findings.

Grandpa Beck relayed the results of several tests to her, and she shared her input. It was Grandpa

Beck's job to tweak accordingly.

Hearing the nurse, Arabella asked the person on the phone to hold on, then turned to the nurse,

“What's up?"

Suddenly, the sound of a single beep echoed from the EKG, as Carol gave up hope of survival, her

eyes closing.

"Damn, the patient has no will to live,” the nurse said urgently. “Dr. Bella, what do we do?"

“Grandpa, get the antidote here as soon as you're done!” Arabella hung up the phone, immediately

diving into the rescue work.

"Hey, I didn't finish. This antidote hasn't passed the final test. If there are any side effects, who's

responsible?"

Unfortunately, Grandpa Beck's last words were cut off by the dial tone. He tried calling Arabella twice

more, but she didn't pick up. She must've been busy.

Clark was waiting outside, and soon enough, he saw several doctors rushing to assist Arabella.

Clark was growing anxious, unsure if something had happened to Carol. The moment the door swung

open, he rushed to peek inside, but he couldn't see anything. All he could hear was the nurse's voice,

saying the patient was in critical condition.

He knocked on the door frantically, shouting, “Carol, Carol, you must hang on! You promised me, you

said you would stay with me forever. Carol, you can't back out now!"

“Sir, I'm sorry, could you please lower your voice?” A nurse emerged from the room, pleading. “You're

disrupting the doctors."

“How's Carol? Nurse, is she okay?” Clark asked anxiously.

“The patient has lost the will to live, probably because of your argument."

“No, I need to go in and explain"

“I'm sorry, sir, but it would be best if you wait outside. Any explanation at this point would only salt her

wounds.

Let Dr. Bella handle this."

The nurse shut the door again, leaving Clark desperately waiting outside.

Time passed, thunder roared, and the sky grew dim. A storm was brewing.

The branches of the trees by the road were shaking heavily, and the temperature dropped. This winter

seemed especially cold.

Clark sat from noon till night, not knowing how he made it through. All he knew was that the two girls

connected to him were in the ICU, their fates unknown.

Meanwhile, Crystal, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly called out, “Dad."

At first, Alger thought he had misheard, but when he looked up, he saw his daughter had indeed

opened her eyes slightly. Tears welled up in his eyes instantly.

He quickly leaned in, “I'm here. Your mom and I are both here, and Mr. and Mrs. Collins too. Are you

feeling okay? Should I get the doctor to check on you?"

“Yes, yes, I'll get the doctor.” Celeste quickly rang the nurse's bell, and the nurse went to get Arabella.

Looking at her daughter's battered body, Celeste felt a mix of heartache and relief, “You're finally

awake, you scared me. It’s okay now, it's okay."

“Mom. Crystal's voice was still weak, but she managed to put on a small smile, “Don't cry."

Celeste didn't want to cry in front of her daughter, but when she heard these words, her tears flowed

freely.

Her daughter was badly injured, yet she was the one comforting her.

“Mom, I want to go home."

Upon hearing this, Alger and Celeste were stunned!