Chapter 1092 - 1084: Saving Father 3

Chapter 1092: Chapter 1084: Saving Father 3

Then he looked at her, his face didn’t look any better than hers.

His complexion was pale, and his lips lacked any seriousness.

A pair of hands, extremely cold in the winter, yet at this moment of holding, inexplicably brought a hint of warmth to the heart.

She wore a long white down coat, making her skin look even whiter.

In her haste, she didn’t have time to wear winter socks, and rushed out like this, her legs were freezing purple, looking very cold.

She only wore a pair of pink slippers, which seemed a bit warmer.

Although Tiana Thorne wasn’t her father’s biological daughter, she was very concerned about her father.

For a moment, the fear in her heart gradually dissipated a lot.

Hopefully, Dad will be okay.

After parting, the two came to the door of the operating room.

Tiana Thorne’s heart was like being mercilessly clenched by an invisible hand, the father in her memory was always busy, rarely at home.

He always said that when he retired and had free time, the family would go on a vacation.

When he grew old, he wanted a house full of grandchildren.

Now, he lay on a cold operating table, entrusting his life to others.

Her heart ached and felt upset; she could only pray to give this hardworking father a way out.

"How’s the situation now?"

Georgia Thorne shook her head, looking still not good: "The doctor hasn’t come out yet."

"Okay."

May Sloane saw this and held her hand, "Tiana, good people have their own good fate."

Tiana Thorne believed this saying, but she was really scared.

Yesterday, Georgia Thorne had just taken Dad for a check-up. Logically, there shouldn’t be any problem, so why did he faint and vomit blood?

Does chest pain cause you to vomit blood?

Inadvertently, she thought of what elders often said, what cannot be detected is cancer, and when it’s detected, it is too late.

Although she had excellent medical skills, if it really was this disease, she was powerless.

She could only silently pray in her heart.

Just then, she heard footsteps.

The three of them looked over.

To Tiana Thorne’s surprise, the visitor was Linden Hawthorne.

He wore a woolen coat, his figure tall and slender, making him look calm, with an air of elegance like a gentle breeze and bright moon.

He had a black scarf on, which made his naturally fair complexion look even more warm and tender, like a piece of finely polished jade, exuding a majestic aura.

He approached and called her by her nickname, "Poppy."

Tiana Thorne suddenly felt a sense of closeness, as if memories from a past life were becoming clearer.

Those days that she missed with her benefactor, living life relying on each other, played out scene by scene before her eyes.

Her heart trembled slightly, "Why are you here?"

"I came to the hospital to visit my uncle and saw you running into the elevator."

As he spoke, he lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on her red-purple, slightly frozen legs, with a slight frown. His concerned voice, gentle and soft: "Are you cold?"

She nodded, "It’s okay."

Actually, it was very cold, but her inner worries diverted her attention.

At that moment, his assistant, Jack Grant, walked over, holding a bag: "Sir."

Linden Hawthorne handed the bag to her, "Don’t freeze, put these on."

Tiana Thorne was stunned, seemingly not expecting him to not only notice she wasn’t wearing winter tights but also bring her a pair in such a short time.

Seeing her hesitating to take it, he added, "Brand new."

Only then did Tiana Thorne react, quickly taking it, "Thank you, I’ll change and come back."

With that, she turned and went to a nearby small room.

Georgia Thorne watched this scene, her expression in her eyes deepened.