Chapter 611
The bedroom door burst open, and Ellis and James, who had been staying up all night, rushed in.
Seemingly aware of their movements, the other members of the Olsen family also entered one after another.
Although they had taken turns to rest, they hadn't slept soundly and had been paying attention to the situation all along. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
However, Keira didn't notice these details; all her attention was focused on the blood that Uncle Olsen had vomited onto the floor!
Her face was as pale as paper.
She looked at Uncle Olsen, lying there lifeless, and felt her legs going weak...
Had she fed him a fake antidote after all...
Was Fox more cunning than she had thought?
No, her father couldn't die...
Keira grabbed the family doctor and shouted, "Help my father! You must save him!"
Lewis steadied her. "Keira, let the doctor have a look first."
It was then that Keira released the doctor. Her rationality seemed to dissipate at that moment. She stared at Uncle Olsen, feeling as if all her strength had been drained away...
Before, when she saw those family members in the hospital with weak knees, sitting on the ground in disarray, she couldn't understand. But at this moment, she realized that she didn't want Uncle Olsen to die.
Although they had only met halfway through her life, her father had unknowingly taken an important place in her heart...
She looked at Uncle Olsen, and the scenes of their first meeting came back to her...
It was in a restaurant, where he approached her and asked if he could share a table... They chatted happily, talking about their mothers.
The joy of having just recognized Jodie South, with no one to share it with, was like that of a little girl as she opened up to Uncle Olsen about her feelings.
Keira's breathing grew heavier, and her hands started to sweat. At that moment, a strong, warm hand grasped her shoulder.
Turning slowly, she saw that Lewis was looking at her. "Keira, don't be nervous. The doctor hasn't given a diagnosis yet; don't scare yourself."
His voice seemed to calm the heart.
Keira nodded, took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and turned to the family doctor.
The family doctor carefully checked Uncle Olsen's physical condition and reviewed the data on various advanced instruments in the bedroom. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh. "The poison has been neutralized."
Those words made Keira startle. "Really?"
The family doctor nodded with joy. "Yes."
Keira looked at the pale-faced Uncle Olsen, "But his complexion..."
The family doctor smiled. "Mr. Olsen's long-standing illness has surfaced. This medicine is indeed a premium tonic. Now that he's shown some reaction, I can treat the symptoms. He's very weak now, but with proper care and rest, those chronic issues can all be cured! Give me a month's time, and I'll return to you a strong and healthy father!"
Those words made everyone in the room breathe a huge sigh of relief.
Only then did Keira feel her legs go soft, and she was barely able to stand with Lewis's support.
Ellis and James also let out a sigh of relief, and both said at once, "Glad to hear that! That scared me to death."
Uncle Olsen's two brothers also relaxed. "I'm so happy to hear that!"
Keira asked, "When will my dad wake up?"
The family doctor smiled. "Mr. Olsen has been too tired his whole life, and now, after using this premium tonic, he'll make up for all the sleep he's missed. I estimate that he'll wake up at the earliest in two days. His complexion has improved a lot, and his vital signs have already been recovered. He'll be well soon!"
Keira nodded.
The group stayed in the bedroom a little while longer before leaving.
Keira then felt a great relief, and only then did she begin to feel her eyelids grow heavy.
Because of Uncle Olsen's condition, she hadn't closed her eyes for three days, to which Lewis quickly said, "Get a good night's sleep."
Keira yawned and looked worriedly toward Uncle Olsen.
Ellis said, "I'll watch over Uncle tonight; you get some sleep. These past few days, all of us have taken turns keeping vigil, and you're the only one who hasn't rested. Now that Uncle is past the critical phase, you should get a good sleep and not worry too much."
Keira nodded. "Alright."
That night, Keira slept very soundly.
But even so, she still awoke on schedule at eight o'clock the next morning.
When one was sleepless, one could go on just with adrenaline, never feeling tired, but after having slept once, she felt as if her whole body had been run over by a large truck and terribly heavy.
But she still got up.
Lewis had been with her all along, and having not slept for a long time, he immediately opened his eyes when he heard movement.
He looked at her with bleary eyes, the sleepiness making him less sharp than usual but adding a touch of warmth and cuteness. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "So early?"
"Go back to bed. I still have to go to the Special Division. Vera hasn't been fully interrogated yet."
"I'll accompany you."
Lewis immediately got up to get dressed.
Keira looked at him, and as she dressed, she asked, "Who do you think Fox is?"
Lewis smiled. "Don't you already have an answer?"