Chapter 205 Sadness
"Hello," Abella nodded slightly to show her politeness.
The head nurse took a look and thought that this young lady seemed even more noble than Lola. Could she be a relative of the Medici family?
She looked aristocratic and well-mannered, without the spoiled and feisty demeanor that Lola had. She seemed like someone who knew how to act appropriately.
"Have my parents woken up today?" Although Abella knew it was possible
Mrs. Medici had low expectations, but she still asked with a hint of hope, "Are they still asleep? Their condition hasn't been great over the past three days..."
The daily monitoring data and doctor's recommendations were updated in the background of an app for Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici to check anytime.
Mrs. Medici also noticed in the past few days that the data of the elderly couple was declining gradually. The doctor's comments were far from optimistic, urging them to be prepared mentally.
"It's mainly because they're old, and their physical functions are declining..."
"You can go downstairs first."
"Yes."
Holding Abella's hand, Mrs. Medici walked towards the depths of the corridor. "Grandpa and Grandma need rest, so their ward is arranged at the very end..."
Inside the spacious and bright VIP ward, there were two smart beds. Two caregivers were accompanying the elderly on each bed. When they saw Mrs. Medici and the others appear, they quickly stood up, ready to greet them.
Mrs. Medici made a hushing gesture, indicating for them to leave.
They respectfully bowed and exited the ward.
"Dad, Mom..." Mr. Medici never expected that despite his family's wealth, his parents would have to endure such suffering. His nose couldn't help but feel a bit sour.
"Dad, Mom, when will you wake up? My husband and I finally found our biological daughter who was left behind!" Mrs. Medici waved to signal Abella to come over. "This is Abella, your granddaughter."
Lola, who was on the side, heard the words "granddaughter" and turned her gaze away disdainfully. What's so special about her?
Suddenly, she hoped that her grandparents would never wake up again in their lifetime, so that Abella wouldn't gain their recognition!
In the hearts of the elderly couple, there had only ever been one granddaughter, Lola!
"Abella, greet your grandparents," Mrs. Medici gently instructed.
Abella approached and spoke obediently, "Grandpa, Grandma, I've come to see you."
The two elderly people were dressed in comfortable and loose home clothes, their eyes closed as if taking a nap.
Their hair was carefully arranged, and even their nails were meticulously trimmed. There wasn't a single untidy aspect about them.
Indeed, they were from a prominent household. Despite being connected to ventilators, the benevolent expression on Grandpa's face revealed that he must have been a spirited and optimistic person in life.
Looking at Grandma, her well-maintained face seemed to still carry the commanding presence she had in the business world for decades. While aAurorable, there was also a hint of wisdom and capability befitting a powerful woman.
So, this was what her grandparents were like.
"Abella, sit here," Mrs. Medici gestured for Abella to sit on the chair between the two beds.
After Abella sat down, her small hands naturally rested on Grandpa's wrist. "Grandpa, everyone is looking forward to you waking up soon."
With her other hand, Abella placed it on Grandma's wrist. "Grandma, can you hear me talking to you?"
These two gestures did not go unnoticed by Steven's eyes.
Despite hearing that she saved Mr. Bourbon earlier, Grandpa and Grandma's condition is more severe than Mr. Bourbon's... Even the famous doctors couldn't do anything...
Mrs. Medici didn't notice her daughter's unusual behavior. She placed her hand gently on the edge of the old lady's bed and softly said, "I never expected that 18 years ago, during that big fire, Abella was carried away amidst the thick smoke. Fortunately, she came back to me 18 years later. You have no idea how intelligent Abella is. At such a young age, she could manage the company. She's not inferior to you when you were young!"
Mrs. Medici chuckled and continued, "It must be genetic. The Medici family has business genes in their bones. The clothing company was on the verge of bankruptcy and liquidation, but Abella went there and resurrected it, gaining the support of many employees!"
Mr. Medici sat by the old man's bed, feeling a lump in his nose. "Dad, you really should open your eyes and see Abella. She is beautiful, responsible, knows how to do business, play the piano, and even design clothes... There's nothing she can't do in this world! If you wake up and see such a granddaughter, you'll certainly be delighted!"
But it remains unknown whether the old man can hold on until the moment his eyes open...
With these thoughts, Mr. Medici felt an even stronger sting in his nose, a feeling that made him want to cry.
"Dad, don't worry. The entire medical team is working hard. Grandpa and Grandma will definitely wake up," Steven said, his gaze falling upon Abella. "And with Abella here..."
Seeing everyone praising Abella, Lola unwillingly shed tears and suddenly leaned over the old lady's bed.
"Grandma, when will you wake up and talk to me? I miss when you used to hold me, smile at me, and say I was your proudest granddaughter. No matter what I did, as long as I received a little reward or a word of praise from my teacher, you were proud of me!"
As Lola spoke, she lifted her tear-stained face. "If all my progress and all my achievements require you to sacrifice your health, then I would rather accomplish nothing in this lifetime, toil in obscurity, as long as you can accompany me like you did when I was a child, smiling and talking to me. I would willingly give up everything!"
Abella thought: Is all this crying and commotion not disturbing the patient's rest?
"Grandma, can you hear me? Are you even willing to acknowledge your favorite, proudest, and most beloved granddaughter? Even when your granddaughter is crying like this, you don't feel heartbroken anymore?"
Lola once again leaned over the bed, tears streaming down her face. "When I cried as a child, you held me, wiped away my tears, and said that your granddaughter's tears were the most precious diamonds in the world. You would never spare anyone who made your granddaughter cry. But now, your granddaughter is crying for you, and you don't care..."
Abella thought: Is there really a need to emphasize "granddaughter" repeatedly like this??
"Lola, Grandma needs rest," Steven reminded.
"I'm sorry, Big Brother. As soon as I see Grandpa and Grandma suffering here,
"My heart is in so much pain, as if it's about to stop beating." Mr. Medici's eyes turned warm as she spoke, feeling the pain her parents had endured, not knowing when this suffering would end.
Lola choked back sobs and looked pitifully at her grandparents. "I still hope to walk hand in hand with you like before, accompany you on walks. Don't you always complain that I'm too focused on studying and don't have time to be with you? Now that I'm on summer break, I have plenty of time to be with you. Just tell me what to do once you wake up!"
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