Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 1934
"Annabel, you must take good care of your body. You have our blood in your belly, our only hope if Charmine doesn't wake up..."
Grandma Bailey wiped off the tears and fell silent for a very long while.
After sobbing for a while, she said, "If this is true, only you can take care of Anthony and Momo in the future..."
Annabel's pale face was filled with tears. Her watery eyes were filled with tears, she said with determination, "No, Miss Charmine
will wake up, she will... I prayed for her at the church sincerely, she is a blessed lady, God will not want her suffering. She must
wake up..."
Grandma Bailey saw how genuine her look was, she was very touched.
Hopefully...
She held on to her hand tightly, the both of them stood before the bed and looked at Charmine who had not woken up in bed...
The time had passed.
Up until the night time, Charmine still had not woken up.
Grandma Bailey was feeling sad and unsettled. She almost fainted and the crowd had to send her home.
When Doctor Weir heard about this, he rushed to the hospital.
Looking at Charmine in bed, he frowned worriedly, "How can this be! Why didn't you all let me know earlier?" 2
Nial sighed, "Charmine went without oxygen for too long. Even if we told you, there will be one more person worrying...” "Shut
up!"
Anthony cut him off and stood up to look at Doctor Weir, "Doctor Weir, you rushed her in person, there must be a way, right? No
matter what, you must help Charmime!" "I can only try, if it goes as planned, I should be able to...”
Doctor Weir spoke and sat by the bed.
He took out a pile of needles and started treating Charmine.

One needle after another from her head to toes, there were ninety-nine hundred and eighty one needles in total.
After putting them in, his forehead was filled with sweat.
Luckily the needles were well put, they were working as expected!
He said to Anthony seriously, "No matter what, you must watch after her diligently. Make sure none of the needles are moved
before twelve in the morning. You must keep the oxygen circulating here! If not, she may never wake up again!"
Anthony's dull eyes lit up, he had a glow in his eyes, "What you meant is that, Charmine will wake up by twelve?" "Charmine's
always been blessed. If nothing happens, she will wake up!”
Doctor Weir sounded certain, he was comforting himself.
The few of them guarded the ward. At night, Doctor Weir and Nial had to sort other things out, they had to leave.
Only Anthony and Annabel were left inside the ward.
Anthony held on the monitor with his brows furrowed. His reddened eyes never once left Charmine.
He was waiting.
Charmine will wake up! She will!
While Annabel was cleaning the ward. Looking at the worn out Anthony, her gaze then moved to Charmine.
Although she had been treated, Charmine was still looking as pale as she was when she was first sent to the ICU. Her face was
pale and she was in a coma. She showed no sign of waking up.
Annabel watched with tears blurring her vision.
She reached over to wipe off the tears, she then turned to Anthony and sobbed, "President Bailey, go and get some rest. If
Charmine wakes up later and sees you in this state, how sad would she be..."
Anthony did not move. He did not seem to care about himself anymore.
Annabel was really worried. Anthony had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, he seemed to be able to faint any time soon.

She could not help saying, "President Bailey, even if you're not concerned about yourself, you must think on behalf of Miss
Charmine. Instead of sitting here, why don't you go and punish those who deserve to be punished! So Charmine will be happy
when she wakes up."