The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1322

I accepted their thanks and went to the first floor.

When I came back, Amelia's parents thanked me again.

I did not say a word from start to finish. Sensing my phone vibrating in my pocket, I fished out my phone.

I was busy earlier and did not sense the vibration. After taking it out to look now, I saw dozens of missed calls, all of which were from Theo.

I was just about to call Theo back when he called me again.

As soon as I answered it, he asked in a grumpy tone, "Where are you? Why didn't you answer any of my calls?"

I sighed. "Why didn't you sleep longer? I came to the hospital. Amelia's child suddenly fainted. I took them to the hospital.

"Don't worry about me. I'll handle the affairs here. If you're still sleepy, then get more sleep. I can't really talk right now. Talk soon."

Afraid that he would nag at me, I quickly hung up the call.

Seeing that I had gotten off the phone, Amelia's mother walked over. "Mrs. Grant, do you think we've crossed the line?"

I pursed my lips and made no reply.

Amelia's mother let out a bitter smile. "We were decent people who would never do such undignified things, but we can't help it when we have a son who takes money from us. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been put in such a tough situation and Amelia wouldn't have died.

"Her dad and I are old. We can leave anytime, but our grandson is still young.

He still has a whole life ahead of him. We have to think of all the ways to survive."

The happiness in this world looked almost the same, but the sorrows were so diverse. Amelia's death, coupled with the child she left behind, had brought unimaginable pain to the two elderly people. After some time, the doctor walked out of the emergency room.

Amelia's parents rushed over. "How's the boy, doctor? Is he okay?"

The doctor removed his face mask, his expression a little gloomy. "Please come to the office with me."

If he did not directly state the boy's condition, then that meant the boy was not doing very well.

At the doctor's office, the doctor poured them a glass of water each before sitting down on his chair and handing them a report.

Although doctors had delivered bad news to families many times before, it was still difficult for them to start each time.

Amelia's parents were considered intellectuals too, so when the two of them looked over the examination report and saw the final results, their faces turned instantly pale.

"No way." Amelia's mother was full of disbelief, her voice shaking badly. "How could it be leukemia? He has always been a healthy boy. How could he suddenly suffer from leukemia?" She was getting more devastated as she spoke, her tears falling uncontrollably.

Amelia's father found it hard to accept as well. He tried to hold back tears and looked at the doctor, saying, "This must be a mistake, doctor. We merely lacked rest for a few days, so how could he have leukemia? He's only five this year. How is it possible?"

The doctor looked at the devastated elderly couple and sighed. "I, too, hope that the child is healthy, but we have done comparisons and testing of indicators. The result came back to be leukemia. You have to accept reality and face it optimistically. Leukemia is not incurable, but the preliminary treatment and laboratory tests will put the child through a lot of pain. As his family, you must be mentally prepared. Please contact the child's parents as soon as possible for matching. We can proceed with the bone marrow transplant if the matching is successful. The child will then stand a chance."