The Tycoon's Deepest Repentance (Sophia and Ryan)

Chapter 218: I'll Save Him

Lance nodded at Charlotte and replied, "It should be them."

Charlotte's lips tightened, and her expression turned cold. "So, who are they?"

Lance lowered his eyes slightly at her words, a hint of secrecy flashing in his eyes. He couldn't tell Charlotte about those people.

So, he pretended not to know and said woodenly, "If only we knew who they were. Knowing that would help us track them down and keep Mr. Foster safe from harm."

Charlotte clenched her fist, silent.

Lance suddenly thought of what happened today at the French restaurant and couldn't help but ask, "Madam, who did you have an appointment with today?"

Charlotte didn't expect him to ask this and hesitated for a moment. She had already discussed this with Max, and there was no need to hide it, so she replied straightforwardly, "I had a meal with someone who has helped my brother."

"Is that person really the one who helped your brother?" Lance asked abruptly, catching Charlotte off guard.

He stared directly at Charlotte, and there was a barely perceptible sharpness in his gaze.

Charlotte sensed the unusual tone in Lance's demeanor and suddenly looked up, asking, "What do you mean?"

"Lady, many things happened during the days you left Greenside Garden," Lance said in a low voice. "Mr. Foster was worried about your safety, so he had people secretly protect you. He learned that your brother was detained by the police, so he had someone take care of him to prevent any mistreatment."

"All of these actions were taken by Mr. Foster. You had no idea, did you?"

In truth, Mr. Foster hoped to have a meal with you at the same table...

Lance didn't voice this last sentence.

He just silently repeated it in his heart.

Charlotte's expression stiffened, and her eyes widened in surprise. "Are you saying that the person helping my brother is actually Max?"

Her composure remained restrained, calm, but her eyes betrayed the underlying turmoil.

Upon careful consideration, Edward had only suspected that Benjamin might be that person, but he wasn't certain.

Now, Lance spoke with certainty, revealing the entire truth to her.

Benjamin wasn't the one; it was Max!

So, when she told Max she wanted to have a meal, that was when he had taken such an interest...

Max...

Charlotte's heart raced.

With a quick stride, she immediately reached the bedside.

The man's complexion remained as pale as ever, like a fragile glass doll.

He was extraordinarily handsome, yet excessively frail.

He lay there, very still, unlike other patients who might utter sounds of pain. He was silent, as if he had ceased to breathe.

Charlotte's eyes were red, and she crouched by the bedside.

The doctor continued with life-saving measures, and various medical instruments were arranged nearby.

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Chapter 218: I'll Save Him

Charlotte simply stared at the man's face, fixating on his cold, pallid lips.

She instinctively reached out to touch Max's fingertips. His fingertips hore no traces of blood, appearing clean and smooth, albeit with a very low, temperature.

Charlotte's gentle touch only encountered a chilling sensation that sent shivers down her spine.

Max.

Max...

Charlotte tightly pressed her lips together,

and

guilt and sorrow flickered in her desolate eyes.

A

You must get better. Once you're better, I will definitely

up

for this dinner.

seems like it's not going well..." Just then, the doctor sighed heavily, his face troubled. "His blood pressure just won't stabilize..."

"Bleeding won't stop?" Charlotte,tely

straightened her posture, squinting at him. "Is this your medical expertise?"

The doctor furrowed his brows upon hearing her words and protested, "Mr. Foster's injuries are extremely severe, and the situation is very complicated, so controlling the bleeding is very challenging..." Listening to him, Charlotte rapidly closed her eyes for a moment.

"Step aside," she then told the doctor, her tone carrying an authoritative command.

The doctor was taken aback, thinking he had misunderstood. "Madam, what do you mean? You want me to step aside?"

"It's exactly what it sounds like," Charlotte retorted, her words chilly.

"I'm going to save him."

She took a few steps closer and pronounced these five words in a resounding voice that reached everyone's ears.

All three people present stared at her in shock.

"Madam, this is not a joking matter; you are not a doctor," the family doctor was the first to speak up, attempting to dissuade her.

Charlotte seemed to lack even basic medical knowledge, let alone any experience in treating patients. How could she rashly take on the duties of a doctor?

This was simply absurd!

"Madam, he's right. This doctor is highly experienced and has a sterling reputation in the field; otherwise, he wouldn't be Mr. Foster's family doctor, the butler added. "If even he finds this situation challenging, it will be even more so for you." "I said I can, so I can," Charlotte said firmly and stubbornly. She was resolute in her insistence.

However, the doctor disagreed with her idea, fearing that her impulsiveness could end up harming Max. "Madam, I understand your feelings, but a non-professional, it's best not to get involved in such specialized matters." Charlotte squeezed her fingers and cast a sharp, icy glance at the doctor.

Professionals, you say? Finding someone more professional than her in the field of medicine might be a bit difficult...

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lance stood motionless, his gaze fixed on Charlotte.

After a brief moment of surprise, his eyes regained their calm and depth. For some reason, he had a strong intuition that Charlotte might actually b able to save Mr. Foster. This feeling was powerful.

Taking a step forward, he calmly addressed the three of them, saying, "There's no need to argue further. Let our Madam give it a try."

"Lance, you..." The butler widened his eyes, looking at him with disbelief.

The family doctor, upon hearing this, also wore a stunned expression, too surprised to speak.

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"Siner eigen the doctor believes there's no solution, why not let her try? What if..."

Lance lowered bis gaze and continued speaking

"What if could there possibly be?" The doctor felt that letting Charlotte intervene in Max's treatment was utterly absurd.

However, at that moment, Charlotte had already begun to take action.

She quickly sat on the edge of the bed, using her fingers to touch Max's body.

She swiftly located a few pressure points and then applied firm pressure with her fingertips. Pressure point manipulation could be a highly effective method for controlling bleeding

Charlotte lowered her head and maximized the force of her fingertips. She continued pressing for a few minutes.

The wounds that had been bleeding profusely gradually showed signs of improvement.

The people present noticed that the bleeding seemed to be genuinely stopping, and Max's complexion was no longer as deathly pale as before.

"How is this possible? The doctor felt a mixture of happiness and astonishment. He couldn't fathom how Charlotte had managed to do what he had tried with pressure point manipulation, which had proven ineffective.