Chapter 675
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Damien Smyth changed clothes, and under the guidance of doctors, he came to the intensive care unit.
Seeing Vivienne Quinn wearing a ventilator and having an infusion tube inserted into the back of her hand, Damien Smyth was heartbroken and even walked heavily.
Damien Smyth walked to Vivienne Quinn, and the sleepy Vivienne Quinn took her own life to win back the two children and fulfilled their wishes.
Damien Smyth kissed Vivienne Quinn ‘s hand distressedly, with a hoarse voice,”Honey, my baby and I are waiting for you to wake up…”
He has a thousand words, but his throat seems to be choked by something, and he feels owed for everything he says. If he can suffer instead of Vivienne Quinn, then he will never hesitate.
Vivienne Quinn, who was pale, lay quietly on the hospital bed and did not wake up.
It is said that when a woman gives birth to a child, she has stepped into the gate of hell. Even in the era of advanced medical care, accidents cannot be avoided.
Without Quintion Julius, Vivienne Quinn would have died long ago today.
the Smyth family is well aware of Vivienne Quinn ‘s
contribution. Vivienne Quinn gave the Smyth family a pair of healthy babies in exchange for her life.
Of course, Damien Smyth ‘s parents also know that Vivienne Quinn insists on having a child not only because of her love
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for Damien Smyth, but also because of madam Smyth.
Some grievances can’t be offset by anything, and it’s hard to tell right from wrong. What Vivienne Quinn did was just to make everyone feel better and to forget the death of madam Smyth.
Amos Smyth and Grayson Smyth also rushed to the hospital. They went back last night, and no one informed them. It was only when they came in the morning that they found out that Vivienne Quinn had passed through the gate of hell.
Amos Smyth hugged her little grandson and said, “It’s really hard for Vivienne Quinn this time, it’s not easy for her.”
Violet Smyth was hugging her little granddaughter and feeding her little granddaughter milk powder. Violet Smyth, who hadn’t slept all night, had heavy dark circles under her eyes and looked a bit haggard.
Violet Smyth said distressedly,”Isn’t it? It’s really not easy. Last night, the doctor issued several critical illness notices, amniotic fluid embolism, and uterine rupture. These two children were bought by Vivienne.” Yes.”
Saying that, Violet Smyth said to the little granddaughter in her arms,” Baby granddaughter, you must honor your mother well in the future, and be kind to your mother. It was really not easy for her to give birth to you.”
Amos Smyth asked, “Where’s Damien ? Why didn’t you see it?”
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He went to the intensive care unit to see Vivienne.” After Violet Smyth finished speaking, Mrs. Quinn and Lainey Marlowe came with Evangeline.
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Evangeline didn’t know how dangerous her mother’s situation
was. She was very happy to see her younger brother and sister, and reached out her little hand to touch his brother’s
hand.
Violet Smyth hurriedly said,” Evangeline, don’t touch it. You didn’t wash your hands. My brother was just born and his resistance is very weak. You need to disinfect your hands first.”
Violet Smyth ‘s stop frightened Evangeline a little. Evangeline felt that she had done something wrong, so she retracted her hand in fear, and the smile on her face disappeared.
This scene was seen by Mrs. Quinn and Lainey Marlowe, and they couldn’t bear to see it, but they couldn’t say anything.
It is true that the two babies are so small and have weak resistance. It is also reasonable for Violet Smyth to be so
nervous.
Lainey Marlowe took Evangeline to her side. Mrs. Quinn hadn’t slept all night, was very tired, and worried about Vivienne Quinn ‘s safety. Now seeing her granddaughter and little grandson, she felt a little better.
Mrs. Quinn looked closely at the little granddaughter, then at the little grandson, and wanted to hug her very much, but Violet Smyth didn’t intend to give the little granddaughter in her arms to Mrs. Quinn.
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