Chapter 132
Jack was taken aback, then explained, "Whether there's any benefit or not, I hope you can consider it. Do you know how much damage an abortion can do to your body? In severe cases, it might even lead to infertility."
"You saying that means you've already benefited from it." Calliope sneered, completely unmoved.
"In any case, this child must be kept. If Sylvester dies, the Moore family will definitely make your life miserable!" Jack continued to persuade.
In fact, Calliope had already decided to keep the child. Since her father was willing to negotiate, why not take advantage of it? "Then give me a million dollars," she said.
Faced with this considerable amount, Jack frowned and thought for a while. "Alright, a million dollars is fine."
As he said this, he felt helpless. If it weren't for his selfish actions that forced his daughter into this predicament, he wouldn't have to be so humble now.
Meanwhile, Sylvester, upon arriving in Frostholm, was immediately taken to the hospital by a special car. The hospital facilities here were indeed more advanced than those back home, but the costs were also enormous. However, for the wealthy Moore family, this was not an issue.
The chief surgeon was Marshall, and they had already discussed the bullet's position and the most suitable surgical plan multiple times. Despite this, they had another detailed discussion before the surgery because the operation was extremely difficult and could not be taken lightly.
However, the actual situation was worse than they had anticipated, with a lower success rate and an extremely challenging bullet extraction.
As he was being wheeled into the operating room, Sylvester was so weak that he seemed on the verge of death. But with his last bit of strength, he grabbed Robert's clothes tightly, pulled him close, and said through gritted teeth, "I want David to live!"
Robert didn't understand why Sylvester was so stubborn but still agreed. "Got it; don't worry."
David's condition was becoming increasingly dangerous, and the doctors had already issued a critical condition notice. If a suitable heart donor wasn't found soon, he would die.
Tom complained in Calliope's ear every day, "Look at my son! You said there would be a way; why haven't they sent the heart yet?"
Tom threw tantrums daily, and Calliope had grown accustomed to it. Faced with his accusations, she chose to remain silent, feeling extremely frustrated inside.
Rose had never visited David, as if she had no feelings for their family at all.
One day, she suddenly saw Rose standing at the door of the ward, looking at them with dissatisfaction. "Why is the whole family here? Haven't you eaten yet? Come over and eat."
Her appearance surprised Tom and Calliope; they hadn't expected her to come.
"What's wrong? You don't seem to welcome me. Should I leave then?" Rose said, preparing to turn and leave with the lunchbox.
Tom quickly stopped her. "Don't go; let me eat first!" Then he grabbed the lunchbox and opened it to check the food inside.
Rose cursed, "Ungrateful!"
Seeing them argue, Calliope got up and left the ward, afraid she might lose control and argue with them too. Why did everything have to be so difficult for her? If life was just endless suffering, what was the purpose?
Calliope wandered aimlessly in the hospital and unknowingly arrived at the intensive care unit's door. Looking through the thick glass, the empty room made her feel sad.
She wondered how Sylvester was doing now. Recalling his pained expression that day, her heart ached as if it were being torn apart. Watching him collapse heavily to the ground, breathing rapidly and bleeding from his mouth, Calliope regretted it deeply.
A doctor suddenly approached her. "There you are. Let's go to David's ward together. There's something we need to tell you."
Calliope composed herself, nodded, and returned to the ward with curiosity.
After checking David's condition, the doctor calmly said, "We plan to take the patient for a check-up first, then decide on the specific transplant plan based on the results. If everything is fine, we can proceed with the heart transplant surgery."
"Heart transplant? Does that mean you've found a matching heart?" Calliope asked in surprise.
The doctor nodded. "Yes, an anonymous donor is willing to donate for free, as long as the surgery costs are covered."
After hearing this, the doctor left the ward. Calliope stood there in a daze.
Could it be Sylvester's heart?
Her pulse raced as if it could burst out of her chest at any moment. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she trembled uncontrollably with anxiety and panic.
When Tom learned that their son could receive treatment, he was overjoyed. "You actually managed to save my son!"
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