A Life Debt Repaid novel Chapter 1346

"The patient was fortunate that he was brought in when he was. A second slower and he might have ended up in a vegetative state," the doctor said. "He's stable now, but he would need to be kept in an ICU for further observation after a craniotomy. Visits are inadvisable for now."

Everyone quickly heaved a sigh of relief, with Ryan quickly turning toward Lindsay. "Don't worry, Mom. Dad's fine."

Lindsay burst into tears at those words—she had been keeping it in for a while and could no longer do so.

"It's alright, now. The doctor said that he is going to be alright," Quinn assured her.

Lindsay nodded repeatedly, but there was no stopping her tears.

Fortunately, Marvin was wheeled out just then, and everyone hurried to his side.

Marvin was still unconscious, and his head bandaged while he looked enfeebled.

Lindsay called out to him softly in fear of startling him, and they walked with him as he was brought to the ICU.

They could see from the window as Marvin was attached with various tubes and instruments, while Lindsay continued to sob hysterically.

"You should watch out for your own health too, Mom," Ryan assured her. "Dad made it against all odds. Don't hurt yourself from stress."

"I know, I know…" Lindsay nodded, but her heart still ached for Marvin who had to be in there alone.

"Get some rest for now," Ryan told her. "You must be tired—Dad's surgery took a while."

Sensing the tense atmosphere in the room, Lindsay quickly tried to calm things down. "Ryan, this has nothing to do with Sam—your dad just got a little upset at work. Don't blame Sam… None of us expected this, and he had no idea this would happen."

However, Ryan was dead set that it was all Sam's fault. "Nothing to do with him?! He's a thirty-year-old freeloader! If he actually worked and Dad didn't have to do everything on his own, Dad wouldn't have to be hospitalized for work stress! Can't you shape up already, Sam?! You'd actually be useless if you go on like this!"

"Ryan!" Lindsay snapped, having heard enough.

Sam's knuckles were clenched pale white, and Quinn nervously clung on, stopping him.

She knew that Sam was at the limit of his patience, and he would rather fight than talk it out!