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Gwendolyn let out a few sneezes consecutively. Rubbing her nose, she wondered if it was an allergic reaction to pollen from when she went downstairs earlier.

Zayden was on a drip again. After he was admitted to the hospital, he had to receive them daily. However, they were of no use.

Angeline looked at the drip and glanced at the nurse before saying coldly, “He has already received so many drips, but you still haven't found the cause of his condition. Is this hospital even reliable?”

Founded by the Chavez family, that hospital was well-known in Avenport, and all of its patients were members of the upper-class society who enjoyed its services and environment.

The nurse had finished inserting the catheter. Upon hearing Angeline's words, she replied calmly, “Mrs. Surrington, I think you are aware of our hospital's reputation. This time, Mr. Surrington suffered head trauma, so the nerves inside his head could have been compressed. These IV drips are to improve blood circulation.”

Zayden knew that his eyes were slowly recovering since he received the IV drips.

He had to admit that the doctors at Fourton Hospital had excellent medical skills. However, he could not stand up for them as he had to pretend to be blind for the time being.

Angeline sighed. “It all sounds good, but I rather you treat my son's eyes first before telling me all this.”

The nurse pushed the cart with the IV drips out of the room. Overwhelmed with distress, Angeline held her son's hand.

“Zay, if there are still no signs of recovery, let's go abroad. I'll contact the best ophthalmologist.”

Zayden was very collected. When he heard her words, he said flatly, “Mom, I might just be like this for the rest of my life. I believe in Fourton Hospital. If they are unable to cure my eyes, I'm sure that the hospitals overseas would not be able to do so.”

At his words, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

“No, Zay. You won't become blind. I'll give you my eyes. I'll never let you become blind.”

Anyone who heard those words would surely be moved.

Gwendolyn's eyes moistened. That's how mothers are. For the sake of their children, they are willing to do anything.

Zayden closed his eyes and gave a long sigh.

“Mom, I won't make a scene anymore. I'm fine like this. As long as Gwen is by my side, I'm willing even if I have to live in darkness forever.”

Those utterances were intended for Gwendolyn, but she was astounded after hearing those words.

Just a moment ago, she was immersed in her thoughts, thinking about how pitiful Zayden and Angeline were.

She pursed her lips and replied, “Zayden, I'll keep taking care of you, and your eyes will surely recover.”

When Angeline heard Gwendolyn's words, she shifted her gaze toward her, surprised to learn that the younger woman had a shred of conscience.

Gwendolyn got the medication and a cup of water before walking to the side of the bed.

“Zayden, it's time for you to eat your medication.”

She brought the medicine to Zayden's mouth. His heart began to race as his lips came in contact with her hand, and he immediately felt the urge to kiss her.

“Take a sip,” she urged.

I've already brought the cup to his lips, but he remains motionless. What's on his mind?

Zayden finally opened his mouth and drank a sip of water before swallowing the medicine.