A Father And His Wolves novel Chapter 97

Mr. Allen’s face got worse. Instead of answering Cecilia’s question directly, he looked a little embarrassed at Sean and said, “Mr. Mason, your daughter is still young, her physiological functions are still developing and improving, and her immune ability is relatively weak.”

“I mean, she was suddenly injected with a massive dose of an unknown hormone, her temperature increased, her organs damaged, her blood changed, which, given her condition, would have been too much to handle.”

“It’s a miracle she made it this far, like…”

Sean knew what he wanted to ask.

So, he nodded, “To tell you the truth, Mr. Allen, I know something about medicine. When I found my daughter, she had been running a fever, so I took some first aid.”

“Oh?”

Mr. Allen’s eyes lit up. Though Sean said it like it was nothing, he was a professional doctor, and he knew what Sean had done was unusual!

At the very least, if Phyllis’s condition worsened, there was nothing he could do!

Knew something about medicine?

Knew something about healing?

If you just knew something about medicine and healing, then what about us department heads and medical professors?

Should we call ourselves laymen?

He really wanted to ask a question, “What kind of first aid did you do? why is it so amazing?”

“Can you teach me?”

But Sean played it down and obviously didn’t want to say much. He hesitated and hesitated, and finally refrained. He just nodded his head and said, “Oh, I see...”

Then he looked at Cecilia and answered her question, “Miss Moore, if we use conservative treatment, when your daughter will wake up depends on her sense of survival. It could be tonight. It could be tomorrow.”

“Of course, it could be next month, or even next year.”

“Until we find the cause, all we can do is to keep her vitals alive…”

In plain English, she could wake up any minute.

Or maybe she would never wake up!

Mr. Allen’s words were like a hammer that broke the last pillar of Cecilia’s spirit. Her fragile body shook violently, and then she collapsed like a deflated ball.

Sean bent over for a princess hug and picked her up. Then he turned to Mr. Allen and said, “Well, let’s just treat it conservatively. I have a friend who’s an expert in this area, and he’ll be here in the morning, and he should be able to figure out what’s the cause.”

“Oh?”

Mr. Allen’s eyes shone again, thinking, “Is your friend better than you?”

Was he far better than you?

Sean ignored him and walked away with Cecilia in his arms to visit Phyllis.

Being held by Sean, Cecilia didn’t put up a fight this time. Her eyes were glazed over and her face was pale, tears streaming down her face. Sean took the stairs instead of the elevator. As he walked, he bowed his head and comforted her, “Honey, don’t worry. I’ve already called my friend and asked him to come as soon as possible.”

“He is an expert in this field. There is no incurable disease that he cannot cure.”

“Trust me, Phyllis is gonna be fine.”

“I promise.”

Sean’s soft voice was in her ears. Cecilia leaned sideways on Sean’s broad shoulders, feeling Sean’s solid chest. For the first time in five years, someone stood behind her and supported her when she was in trouble.

The feeling of being taken care of was strange and warm to her.

Suddenly, Cecilia looked up, stared at Sean with tears streaming down her eyes, and said, “I don’t care what you were, a good guy or a bad guy, a rich guy, or a bum on the street. Help me, please save Phyllis, okay?”

“If you can save Phyllis, if you can return my Phyllis safe and sound, I will promise you anything. I will give you anything!”

Her voice was small but firm!

Cecilia would do whatever it took to save Phyllis!

Sean and Cecilia looked each other in the eye, then he shook their heads and said, “Hey, I don’t want anything. I just want you and Phyllis. I want you two to be fine.”

“Phyllis is your daughter and mine, too. You are Phyllis’s mother, and I am Phyllis’s father and your husband.”

“We’re a family!”

Sean’s words stirred Cecilia’s heart.

Father?

After two days of contact, Cecilia had to admit that Sean was a good guy. He was kind to her, to Phyllis, to Marcia, and to Matthew. But some things didn’t work that way.

The incident five years ago was a knot in Cecilia’s heart that would never be erased. Until she could figure out what happened with the pregnancy, until she found out who Phyllis’s real father was, she wouldn’t accept another man.

That was her rule! That was her bottom line!

Little did she know that the man she was being held in his arms, Sean Mason, was the one she had been looking for.

Sean was not lying! He was Phyllis’s dad!

Biological dad!

The two of them went to room 508VIP, and as they walked through the door, Phyllis was in bed, receiving fluids. Her face was normal, but her eyes were still closed. She was in a coma, like a sleeping angel.

Marcia and Matthew stood by the side of the bed, wiping away tears.

“Cecilia!”

When Sean came in with Cecilia in his arms, both of them were stunned. Marcia immediately stood up and came to meet her. “Cecilia, what’s wrong with you?”