Not One, But Two!

Chapter 60

Alissa was lying on a bed with tubes connected to her body. Bright red blood trickled through the tubes into a basin

beside her, and the entire basin was filled with red liquid. Alissa's face was the color of paper, and she looked like

she was barely breathing. Beside her was a fat man who was recording a video. "Do you see this, Hugh? Do you like

the present I gave you? All of this girl's blood is about to leave her body. I wonder if you'll lose your mind then!

Hah!" Zachary let out a laugh.

Greg wasn't sure if Hugh would go crazy, but he knew that he was about to lose his mind. How dare this man

subject my lovely, energetic daughter to bloodletting?! Greg charged forward and kicked Zachary's chest before

grabbing a vase beside him and shattering it. Then, he took one of the shards and stabbed it directly into one of

Zachary's main arteries in his neck. "W-Who are you?" Zachary cried.

"Your grandfather!" Greg no longer cared about the man and tore off Alissa's tubes before pressing his hands firmly

on her wounds.

"Wake up, Alissa! Daddy's here to bring you home!" Greg was a seven-foot-tall man, but beads of tears were

forming in his eyes right then. Alissa's eyes were shut the whole time, and she didn't respond to Greg at all. He

could feel her skin turning eerily cold against his. "Daddy's bringing you out, Alissa! Don't worry!" He clutched onto

his daughter as he felt a stinging pain in his heart.

By the time he brought Alissa out, Abigail was hanging on for dear life. Her body was covered with blood, but the

hatred in her eyes remained as strong as before. "Let's go, Abigail! Greg noticed that his men had arrived, so he

quickly grabbed Abigail's hand.

She spun around and froze when she saw her daughter's lifeless body. "What happened to Alissa?"

"We'll talk after we leave this place." Greg couldn't bear to tell Abigail what had happened, and he was rather afraid

to tell her as well. However, he knew that she would have to find out eventually. He just didn't want her to find out

about it right then. Abigail's chest tightened when she saw blood slowly trickling down her daughter's wrist. "Alissa's

blood…"

She was a doctor, so she was well aware of certain signs and what they meant to the human body. Yet, she couldn't

bring herself to believe what was going on right then. All of a sudden, someone flung a knife in Abigail's direction.

Greg immediately sent a kick in that direction. His own men quickly caught up with him, and he shouted his orders

to them. "I want you guys to destroy this place! Kill all of them, except the man called Zachary! I want him to pay

for doing this to my daughter!" Greg uttered in a cold tone.

All of his men immediately charged into the building, while Greg brought Abigail and Alissa into the car and directly

toward the hospital. Abigail clutched onto her daughter, and she felt as if her heart had been sliced open by a knife

when she saw her daughter's condition. Alissa looked like a lifeless rag doll. "I'm sorry, Alissa. This is all my fault."

She held onto her daughter's cold hand as she quickly made a call to Marona.

"Hey. I need you to contact hospitals in Rorea that have Rh-negative blood, and I need everything that I can get.

The more, the better." Alissa's blood type was rare, and Abigail was worried that they wouldn't be able to gather

enough blood in time. Greg drove the car directly to the hospital, and he also got his connections to prepare and

send all of the available blood over to the hospital they were at. "Take mine for now," Greg said as they waited for

the rest of the blood. "I have the same blood type as Alissa."

Abigail stared at him hesitantly. "Alissa needs a lot of blood, and I'm afraid…"

"It's fine. Take mine. What matters now is that we save the kid." Greg's words nearly triggered Abigail's tears.

"Okay!" She knew it was too late for anything else—what mattered then was to save Alissa. Both Greg and Alissa

went into the operation theater together, and Abigail began to work on saving her daughter. Her heart felt like it

was being torn apart as she stared at her daughter's lifeless body. How could I be so innocent? How could I think

that Hugh would be able to protect Alissa? He knew that his life would be threatened as long as he was in Rorea, so

why didn't he bring Alissa along when he left? Why didn't he tell me to bring her away? Abigail felt a sudden

resentment toward Hugh.

She watched as Greg's blood traveled through tubes into Alissa's body. For some reason, she still couldn't calm her

racing heart down, even after she had already transferred 800cc of blood. If they went on any longer, Greg's life

would be in danger. Abigail decided not to listen to Greg's instructions—she tore the tubes away and stopped the

transfusion.

"There should be more blood coming in from other hospitals. You shouldn't push yourself any further. We have to

leave this place right after we save Alissa's life, so I'll need you to deal with a lot of things along the way. The best I

can do now is to stabilize Alissa's condition. Stop fighting with me, okay, Alissa?" Abigail sounded like she was

tearing up.

When Greg saw the state she was in, he couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder. "It's going to be fine. Don't

worry."

"Okay." Abigail nodded as tears filled her eyes. While Abigail continued to save her child, Greg focused on gathering

manpower and connections. After about one hour, Alissa's complexion finally regained its color, and her body

temperature was also starting to go up a little. Only then did Abigail feel a little less worried.

After Greg completed his blood transfusion with Alissa, he immediately hopped onto a helicopter before bringing

Alissa and Abigail back to Harrion. Abigail wanted to send Alissa to the hospital, but Greg explained that he had

already prepared all of the best medical equipment over at Allie's Garden. He felt that it was better to keep his

daughter there. Abigail didn't argue with him about that, and they both sent Alissa back to Allie's Garden.

When Valerie and Arianna saw Alissa, they were all extremely worried. "Is Alissa okay, Mommy?"

"She's fine. You should go and play on your own." Abigail patted Arianna on her head as she felt her tears coming

once more. Ever since they were young, Alissa had barely gotten a cold, so Abigail had never imagined that Alissa

would end up this close to death.

After that, Alissa was sent to the ICU. Abigail stayed with Alissa the whole time while Valerie gazed at Greg

worriedly. "Did our personal matters implicate the child?"

"No. This was an accident, Mom. Don't worry. I don't care who messed with my daughter, but I'm going to make

sure that he or she pays for this." A murderous glare flashed in Greg's eyes.

"That's right. We have to capture the person who messed with my granddaughter." Although Valerie was generally

a calm person, she spoke like a powerful woman of status at that moment. Arianna was as worried as everyone

else, but she knew that she couldn't disturb her mother right then. Abigail's phone kept ringing, but no one had the

heart to pay attention to it. When Arianna picked the phone up, she saw that it was a call from Hugh.

"Papa!" Arianna cried.

"Alissa?"

"I'm Arianna."

Arianna's voice made Hugh extremely worried. "Where's your mother, Arianna?"

"Mommy's saving Alissa. What happened to Alissa, Papa? Her face was really pale, and I don't think I've ever seen

her so weak in the past. Is she going to die?" Arianna had been trying her best to hold it in, but she started to cry

after speaking to Hugh.

Hugh despised himself right then. When he received the video from Zachary, he had nearly stopped breathing for a

moment. He had never imagined that someone could bear to torture Alissa in that manner.

At the same time, he knew that Abigail would certainly be furious this time. When he thought about that, he

desperately wanted to buy a plane ticket back right now. However, he wasn't free to leave just yet. "No. Alissa isn't

going to die!" Even though that was what he said, he didn't fully believe his own words. Is it really okay for a young

girl to bleed so much?

Arianna finally stopped crying after hearing Hugh's words. "Okay. I trust you, Papa. Alissa is going to be fine."

When Hugh thought about how much Alissa and Arianna trusted him, he felt like slaughtering himself. If it weren't

for the fact that Alissa had a fever before he left, he wouldn't have left her with Fred. He wished he could turn back

time whenever he thought about the decision he made. "Arianna, can you please tell me if anything happens to

Alissa?" he asked.

"Okay. But Papa, where are you? Wasn't Alissa with you? How did this happen?" Arianna wasn't scolding him, but

purely asking him out of curiosity. However, her words seemed to burn in his ears. "I had some emergency to

attend to, so I'm at a faraway place. I can't make it back in time now. Can you please let me know once her

condition is stabilized?"

"Sure." Before Arianna finished her words, someone called for Hugh on the other end of the line, and he

immediately ended the call. Arianna felt rather annoyed when she realized that Hugh had ended her call. Is there

something more important than Alissa? This was the first time Arianna had felt dissatisfied with Hugh.

Meanwhile, Abigail kept an eye on Alissa and checked her vitals frequently. Greg knew that there was no point

telling Abigail to take a rest, so he simply ordered someone to prepare food before sending it into the room. "You're

still injured, and you don't want to get an infection. Who's going to take care of Alissa then? You need to take care

of yourself first. I know you're not going to listen to what I say now, but I still hope—"

Abigail took the bowl from his hands and gulped it down before he could finish his sentence. She had drunk the

soup so quickly that she didn't even know what it tasted like. Greg let out a huge sigh before bringing the bowl out.

"Why aren't you angry at me? I was the one who didn't take care of the kid, and I was the one who put her in

danger. She nearly died because of me. Why aren't you scolding me?" Abigail's eyes were red, but she tried her

best not to cry.

Greg was aware that Abigail would blame herself more than anyone for this incident. "Did you want this to

happen?" he asked calmly.

"Of course not!" she retorted.

"Exactly. You didn't want this to happen, so why should I blame you for it? Among all of us, you're the one hurting

the most. Alissa is your child, and you would blame yourself more than anyone for this. Throughout the years,

you've been the only one carrying all these responsibilities. As a father, I haven't done anything, so who am I to

blame you? If we were to put the blame on anyone, it'd be me. I should have looked for you guys earlier. I was the

one who didn't give you guys a stable environment to live in—that's the reason this happened to Alissa. How is this

your fault?" he uttered.