Everyone anxiously waited inside the hospital room, observing Grace Thompson's condition.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before Grace slowly regained consciousness.
"Thank heavens and blessings from the Buddha, my dear great-granddaughter, you finally woke up." Jasmine Clarkson had been by Grace's bedside the whole time and only relaxed when she saw her open her eyes, patting her chest with relief.
The nearby butler, seeing this, hurriedly advised Jasmine to take care of her own health.
Jasmine shook her head and touched Grace's cheek.
There was still a layer of haze in Grace's eyes, and her expression was a bit dazed. She stared for a long time before recognizing Jasmine in front of her.
"Great-grandma..."
Grace whispered softly.
Hearing this, Jasmine quickly responded and kept calling her endearing names.
It was heartbreaking for her.
"Mommy, did Grace faint again? I'm sorry for worrying you all." Grace blinked her eyes, also noticing that she was lying in a hospital bed.
