The sound just now had startled Charlotte Thompson, let alone the condition of Grace Thompson's body...
Sure enough, when Charlotte turned her head to look at Grace, she saw her little face pale as chalk, with cold sweat densely covering her forehead.
She reached out to clutch the clothes over her heart, her gaze helplessly turning towards Charlotte.
"Mummy..."
Grace's lips trembled, her spirit visibly poor.
Before she could finish speaking, her body began to flop backward limply.
Charlotte nearly screamed in fright, but thankfully, Justin Battleson reacted quickly, stepping forward swiftly to catch Grace.
"Quick, take her back to the ward."
Vincent, who was standing nearby, hurried over and said to Justin.
Charlotte was terrified, watching as Justin held Grace and followed Vincent back to the original ward.
Vincent immediately contacted the nurse and checked Grace's condition himself, administering emergency aid.
