Chapter 64 Sophie fainted

Bane saw Louis's childish behavior and turned to look at Bert, who had just gotten into the car. "This man... It was fun."

Bert answered dryly, "He always does that. Come, I'll take you home."

At this Bane's suspense was relieved, but he was willing to let her go.

Just then, Bane's cell phone rings, caller ID Annie.

A sense of foreboding crept over her, and she pressed the answer.

Anne's eager voice came from the other side. "Bane! Come here now! Sophie fainted. I'm on my way to the hospital. Get there!"

Bane's mind went blank for a moment and he barely recovered.

When Bert overheard the call, his face became tense and he drove straight to the hospital, regardless of whether the traffic was red or green.

As soon as the bus stopped, Bane didn't even thank him. He got out and rushed to the hospital.

"Bain! In this! You did come, but you worried me so much!"

Annie was obviously in tears, her eyes bright red, and when she saw Bane coming, she quickly pulled him to the emergency room.

"Sophie has fainted and doctors are trying to revive her."

At the moment, Anne is obviously no spirit, her face is full of worry, but she still says words of comfort to Bane.

"Sophie will be all right, I'm sure we'll be all right..."

Bane tried to suppress her fear, but her hands shook slightly.

Their conversation was overheard by Bert behind them. He stopped short, took out his cell phone and began to dial the number.

Then he walked over to Bane and said reassuringly, "I'm sure it'll be all right."

Bane looked up at him, helplessness on his face.

When Anne saw Bert, a little wariness came over her. Could it really be a coincidence that this man had something in common with Sophie?

It was not long before several doctors in white came hurrying up, looked at Bert, and went to the emergency room.

"They..."

"They're the best doctors here."

Bane paused, then murmured a thank you.

Among other things, Bane had made a note of the favor.

Bane was surprised by the worry in Bert's eyes, and the fear that was looming was suppressed.

Soon a doctor came out.

Bane hurried over.

"Doc, is Sophie all right?

"We've stabilized the patient for the time being, but we're still in a critical phase. We'll have to watch for the next twelve hours."

Bane's mind went blank for a moment and she almost fell over, but Bert held her up.

Annie's words were full of self-reproach. "Sophie was alive and kicking at the beginning, and then suddenly she fainted. It's all my fault that I didn't take care of Sophie."

"Is there a cure?" Bert asked coolly.

"Yes, Mr. Ron, a bone-marrow transplant is the best cure, but we haven't found a match yet. Another way is conservative treatment. We just introduced a batch of drugs from abroad, which can relieve the disease very well without any side effects. But the price of the drugs is very expensive, and there are still many applicants."

"Conservative treatment first."

"Yes, I will arrange that immediately."

Bane swallowed the words on his lips.

For Sophie's sake, she had to be selfish once to accept the offer, knowing that if Bert had not been here, the conservative treatment would never have been offered, and Sophie would surely have been denied her new drug.

Bane and Anne rushed straight to the hospital room when they heard they could see Sophie.

On the white hospital bed lay Sophie, her little face bleached, her bright eyes tightly closed.

Anne's eyes turned red and she sobbed as she sat beside the bed, gently stroking Sophie's cheek.

"Sophie, open your eyes and look at your godmother. She can't stand such threats. You'll grow up in peace..."

Bane was heartbroken, a feeling of helplessness swirling in her heart. Sophie was her daughter, but all she could do was watch Sophie suffer.

Bert went out of the room, to the window in the passage, and lit his cigarette.

He's pretty much given up smoking because of Norton.

Now Sophie had made him smoke again.

He had long since understood Sophie's illness, which could have killed her at any moment, even though it was only in those few lines.

Bane blamed himself for his incompetence, Bert for his negligence.

Bert had extinguished the smoke from his hand when Bane reached him, and he was standing in the shadows, the darkness almost melting into his back, and his face was indistinct.

Though she did not know his look, she could feel the pressure in Bert's body.

"Bert Ron!

He lifted lift eyelid, way: "you come why?"

"Looking for you."

"What's the matter?"

"Thank you."

Bert accepted this thanks, for he knew Sophie's identity.

Bane gave a wry smile. "I already owe you two."

The more she owed, the more she didn't even know.

What could she do for a man who had everything he wanted?

He did not speak, and Bane seemed to be speaking to him, as well as to himself. "Sophie's leukemia was born with it, and she was only five years old, but Sophie never complained, she was obedient, sensible, comforting, and nobody disliked her... But tell me, Bert Ron, why should God be so cruel to a sweet, sensible child like Sophie?"

Eyes soon covered with a layer of water mist, tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Bane covered his mouth, stifling the urge to cry.

"Bane Reed, she'll be all right."

The night seemed so long.

Anne and Bane were watching in the ward, sleeping on their beds.

Bane heard a noise and flung open his eyes, his own colliding with Sophie's.

"Mom."

"Sophie!

Bane snatched Sophie into his arms, his eyes blushing. "Sophie, you're awake. You scared Mother."

"Mom, you're holding so tight..."