"Yes, Mommy, Grace is definitely okay..."
Hank Battleson choked up as he spoke, breathing deeply while also holding back his own tears.
Aside from Cyrus, he was the oldest of these children, and although he was distressed, he knew he should first comfort his younger siblings who were quite frightened.
As he spoke, he walked over to Jack and Chad.
"Mommy knows, Mommy knows..."
Charlotte Thompson murmured softly, but she couldn't help tightening her arms, encircling Olivia in her embrace.
"Doctor Vincent, please go in and take a look now."
The nurse's urging voice sounded, and upon hearing this, Charlotte looked up to see Vincent heading towards the emergency room.
He seemed to have been called over on short notice, putting on his white coat as he walked.
"Charlotte?"
From afar, Vincent had already noticed the few people in the hallway; his gaze swept over Justin Battleson.
