Marguerite's heart skipped a beat, then she spun around to see her grandma's lips moving with difficulty. "Water. I need a drink."
She seemed uncomfortable because of the tight oxygen mask. Her frail hands were fumbling with the straps.
Marguerite quickly held Laverne's arm, she felt nervous and excited. "Don't move, Grandma. Chuck, go get the doctor, quick."
Chuck ran out of the room at her words.
At that moment, the usually silent Frederick walked briskly to Laverne, leaning down to softly ask, "How are you feeling, Grandma? Is there anywhere that's particularly uncomfortable?"
Laverne slowly shook her head. "I have a headache. Did I sleep for a long time?"
Marguerite, holding Laverine's hand full of needle marks, nodded repeatedly, tears streaming down her face. "Grandma, you've been unconscious for three months. You scared me to death."
Then several doctors entered the room, forming a wall of people. They surrounded Laverne's bed, conducting a thorough examination.
Outside the human wall, the Lockwood family members were dumbstruck, feeling both shocked and frightened.
Especially Yuna, she was speechless and numb, as if she had lost her voice and couldn't utter a word.
How could this happen? She had injected all the sedative into Laverne's body, choosing the most harmful arterial injection.
How did she not die? Why did she wake up?
It was over. Everything was over.
Grandma would definitely expose that Yuna injected her with drugs.
Back then, grandma was watching Yuna stuff her mouth and threatening her, her eyes filled with fear. Grandma would definitely not let her off.
Not only that, her secret of impersonating Marguerite would definitely be exposed.
It was over, completely over.
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