Chapter 9 Ungrateful
Alexander was aware that Abigail possessed not only exceptional medical aptitude but also a great deal of practical experience. Consequently, this was a good time for Abigail to demonstrate her skills.
When Abigail learned that there was sputum lodged in Samuel’s throat, she saw it as a rare opportunity to present herself.
“God has provided me with the perfect occasion to demonstrate my skill,” she mused.
She immediately hurled the bag she was holding on the couch and exclaimed, “Straws. Prepare straws!”
A hotel was not a hospital. Therefore, Abigail could only use a straw to replace a suction tube for phlegm. Immediately, Alexander contacted the front desk and requested that they send straws. He also urged them to hurry, emphasizing that it was a matter of life and death.
The staff delivered the straws in less than a minute.
They brought a huge bag of straws out of concern that it would not be enough..
Abigail grabbed a straw, propped one knee on the couch, and inserted the straw into Samuel’s throat to suck the phlegm out, attempting to clear his airway.
Samuel’s face turned red due to severe suffocation. His eyes rolled back as well, looking as though he was going to lose consciousness.
Abigail tried sucking softly a few times, but Samuel’s face was still purple despite her attempts.
Alexander grew anxious. “How is it? Can you handle it?”
“Don’t worry. It is not a big deal,” Abigail responded confidently.
She was a bit hesitant when she performed the suction just now. After all, she was a little disgusted as Samuel was an old man.
However, in order to gain the Parks family’s favor, she went all out.
She sucked hard and cleared out a bit of phlegm.
Samuel suddenly coughed heavily.
“Grandpa, are you okay?” Julian and Alexander asked in unison.
Samuel did not speak. He raised his head once more and let out another suffocated groan. His face flushed red again.
It was evident that the phlegm was not completely removed, and it blocked his airway once again when he took a deep breath.
“Ms. Barton, please save him!” Alexander could tell that Abigail was initially quite hesitant, but now, she had decided to give her all.
“Don’t worry!” Abigail flashed Alexander a broad smile and then glanced at Julian.
Just as she was about to suck the phlegm again, there were footsteps at the door. Annalise had arrived.
“Oh, Anna, you’re done with your work?” Kent beamed.
He didn’t tell Annalise about the gathering at Hamilton Hotel, yet she still came. “Julian must have informed her,” he thought.
However, regardless of how upset he was, he could not show it in front of the Parks family.
Abigail was suctioning phlegm for Samuel. She exerted some force and sucked out another mouthful.
Samuel coughed violently, but the phlegm was still obstructing his airway. Feeling uncomfortable, he slapped his own chest laboriously.
He couldn’t describe how agonizing it felt when he could neither cough up the phlegm nor swallow it. He felt like he was at death’s door as he couldn’t breathe properly.
“Old Mr. Parks, please bear with me. You’ll be fine soon. Abigail tried again.
Samuel’s body had already begun to twitch slightly.
Annalise realized at once that something was wrong with Samuel. She rushed over, removed the straw, and then shoved Samuel to lie on his side on the couch..
Then, she reached out and forcefully knocked on Samuel’s spine.
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