In Lexingport City
Sam was in the surgery in Kanner Hospital.
Right now, only Daniel, Angela, Jessica, Dora and Chester were at the hospital.
Daniel was standing at the door of the operating room with Angela in his arms, staring at the red light of the operating room.
Jessica sat on a cold chair and lowered her head remorsefully. Tears fell from her eyes as she sobbed silently.
It had been more than an hour since the operation, but Sam hadn't come out of the operating room yet. They had no idea if he would be fine or not.
"Dora, will Grandpa be okay?" Chester sat on the chair and anxiously rubbed his legs.
Dora sat next to Chester. She placed her soft hand on top of Chester's, and comforted, "Grandpa will come out soon. It's all going to be okay."
Dora's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. She comforted her brother, but she couldn't help crying herself. "I don't know if Grandpa will be okay. The doctor said that he couldn't bear what happened at his old age. It's all Aunt's fault. Grandpa fell from such a high place."
"Dora..." Chester was still a child. Watching her cry only made him feel worse. He kept nervously looking around the room, refusing to let the tears fall from his eyes.
Grandpa had always told him that men shouldn't cry.
Thanks to Dora's outburst, Jessica buried her head into her own lap.
Seeing Jessica feeling guilty, Angela turned around and walked towards Dora. She wiped off the tears on Dora's face and said softly, "Dora, you can't blame your aunt. It's not her fault. No one could have expected this to happen."
"But..." Dora stammered. Before she could get anything out, it was like her words were shoved down her throat by her mother's glare. Dora had no choice but to apologize to Jessica. "Aunt, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have blamed you."
Angela smiled gently.
Jessica didn't say anything and just continued to cry silently. Angela walked over and patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay. Dad will be fine. Don't worry too much."
It seemed that comforting Jessica was of no use. As soon as Angela spoke to her, she burst into uncontrollable tears. "Angela, it's all my fault. It's all my fault. I'm the one who hurt Dad."
"Alas..." Angela sighed, not knowing how to console Jessica. She could barely keep it together herself.
Her husband loved her, her children loved her, and Sam, who always treated her like a daughter, loved her too. He even treated her better than his own son.
Angela felt as bad as anyone else.
Noticing that her husband had been brooding, Angela frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm worried about the blood transfusion later. James and Emma have gone on a trip. Even if we send a helicopter, they won't be back for at least another two to three hours." Daniel's face was consumed with anxiety.
"Blood transfusion?" Jessica raised her head and stretched out her arm with tears filling her eyes. "Use mine. Draw my blood. I don't care how much Dad needs."
"None of us can give blood here except for James. Both his blood type and Dad's are RH negative. None of us will be a match." Daniel anxiously looked around, unable to sit still. The same crowd was still gathered outside the room.
James was still in the helicopter with no sign of arriving soon.
"Why can't I? I'm his daughter. My blood should be okay," Jessica hurriedly said.
Daniel didn't have the energy to explain everything to her.
Chester interjected and said, "Aunt, RH negative blood is also called Panda Blood, which is a recessive inheritance. Grandpa has Panda Blood, but not all of us are like that."
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