Chapter 1783: Go Die

Chapter 1783: Go Die

Blood gushed out.

Not far away, faintly, Athena's hoarse and exhausted shouts could be

heard, "Joyce, go die! Die!! Die!"

Luther's mind went blank as he pressed his palm against Joyce's

wound. The sticky sensation made his whole body shudder. Joyce was

not like her usual self now; three lives were at stake. His fingers

trembled uncontrollably, unable to steady themselves.

His voice trembled as well. "Joyce, Joyce... How do you feel?"

Watching her getting injured, and the perpetrator being their young

daughter, he had never felt so powerless before. The last time he

experienced such heart-wrenching pain was when he witnessed her fall

off a cliff, that feeling of heartbreak he never wanted to experience

again.

He saw Alisha fainting.

He was worried about his daughter, but he was even more afraid. Afraid

of losing Joyce, afraid that something would happen to the twins in her

womb. There was a moment when he harbored resentment towards

Alisha. If it weren't for saving her, how could things have escalated like

this? Yet, she regarded her as an enemy, repaying kindness with

enmity.

Joyce felt the pain, waves of it coming from her abdomen, and she was

afraid.

The blood flowing out made her thoughts gradually fade away, her mind

no longer clear.

With the remnants of her consciousness, she reached out her hand,

pointing towards Alisha. "Don't... blame the child... She's still young..."

Luther choked up, nodding his head. "Hmm."

At this moment, Reuben carried the unconscious Alisha.

He approached and handed Alisha to Darrin, who was standing nearby.

Anxious, he said, "Joyce is injured. Carry her into the car, and let me

handle it. Luckily, I still have my medical kit. I'll stitch her up first."

"Okay." Luther immediately nodded.

Fortunately, Reuben was a doctor himself, and the nearest hospital was

not close by. If they couldn't stop the bleeding in time, there might be a

real danger to her life.

“I'll give you anesthesia. It takes effect in one minute. I'll stitch while you

endure it," Reuben said, not wasting a moment. After the anesthesia

was injected, he quickly began the stitching.

Frowning during the procedure, he realized that her internal organs

seemed to be damaged. He didn't dare tell Luther, so he performed

temporary stitches. After finishing, he used gauze to apply pressure

and stop the bleeding.

Joyce still had a slight consciousness. She asked in a trembling voice,

"Are my children alright?"

Luther's heart tightened in response. These were his twin sons. He had

even chosen their names: Zuo Tianqi and Xia Zilin. If they saved Alisha

but paid the price of losing the twins, how could he bear it? Even if

Alisha grew up, how would she face all of this?

Moreover, Joyce's life was hanging by a thread.

He didn't dare to think deeply, as the more he thought, the more fearful

he became.

With the vehicle speeding all the way, running red lights, they arrived at

the nearest South City Hospital and stopped in front of the emergency

room.

Darrin had already made the arrangements, and the medical staff was

waiting.

They moved Joyce onto a stretcher and rushed her into the

resuscitation room.

Reuben followed the medical staff. "Let me perform the operation. Let

me in the resuscitation room.”

Luther held onto Reuben's hand, his expression extremely serious.

"Please."

Reuben nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, leave it to me. Also, bring

Alisha in as well. She needs to be disinfected again. After I take care of

her, I'll transfer her to the intensive care unit for intravenous fluids."

"Okay." Darrin had been holding onto Alisha all this time. Now he put

her down on another medical bed and watched as the medical staff

pushed Alisha and Joyce into the resuscitation room.

Luther wanted to go in.

Darrin suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Warner, it's better if you don't go in. In case of any sudden

situation, they need you here to command.” Darrin advised, as he

couldn't bear to see Luther lose his composure.

Since going in wouldn't make any difference and couldn't change the

outcome, it would be better to wait outside quietly.

Luther clenched and released his fist, finally smashing it against the

wall. A sense of powerlessness permeated him. He had underestimated

the negative thoughts Athena had instilled into Alisha for so long. He

never expected it to have such a great impact. Although this operation

was successful, as Luther knew all too well, the timing was not right.

Their hasty actioncreated an irreversible change in Alisha's mindset. It

had resulted in the current harm, hurting the person he loved most. On

one side was Joyce, on the other was Alisha, both causing him

immeasurable heartache.

Suddenly, he felt a hot stream flowing from his ears and nose at the

same time.

It was blood, he knew.

His mind was in chaos, and the toxins in his body became more active,

causing the bleeding.

Darrin saw it and exclaimed, "Mr. Warner, you're bleeding!"

He quickly asked a nurse for gauze and handed it to Luther to wipe

away the blood.

Luther took it, his expression numb, wiping away the blood as if he had

already become accustomed to it. Luckily, Joyce didn't see it.

Otherwise, she would worry again.

Darrin watched on the side, knowing full well about Luther's poisoning

and that he only had three months left to live. But when he saw Luther's

ears and nose unexpectedly bleeding without warning, he was still

shocked.

He couldn't help but worry.

What should be done in the future?