Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 432

Chapter 432.

With Evan's comfort, Aveline was less nervous. Time passed quickly.

The door of the operating room opened, and Aveline hurriedly rushed towards them.

"Bryce, how did it go?"

Bryce took off his gloves and mask and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, Aveline, the operation was successful. Uncle Blackwood will wake up in a few hours today."

Maybe because there had been too many accidents in the past, Aveline had always been scared. Fortunately, God was merciful.

Anthony seemed to know her worries, and he struggled to wake up not long after.

The moment his eyes opened, Aveline felt as if she was in a dream. She opened her lips and shouted: "Dad, dad, you finally woke up."

Anthony looked at her with gentle eyes, opened his mouth, and uttered vague syllables: "Ann, Aveline."

Bryce explained: "Uncle Blackwood's cranial nerves were damaged. Not only would he be temporarily unable to move and slur his speech, he will also need rehabilitation training for a long time from now on."

Aveline nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, I understand. As long as dad is well, everything will be fine. Bryce, thank you for your hard work."

"It's just a little effort. It doesn't cost anything. Aveline, your hands are not convenient, so I will take care of Uncle Blackwood."

Aveline was not responsible for him yet. After all, she had to create time to take care of herself too.

Although Anthony was awake, it took a certain amount of time for him to recover. He had been lying down for so long and could not get out of bed right away.

Seeing that he was getting better, Aveline was already very happy.

Anthony also had a lot to say to her, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

He just stared at her, hanging right hand, "Hand, your hand."

Under the setting sun, Aveline squatted beside his legs, resting her head on Anthony's legs like she did when she was a child.

"Dad, I really missed you. You must live well from now on."

Anthony stretched out his hand, unable to control his limbs yet, and patted her back tremblingly.

Bryce's eyes were filled with tears as he watched this scene. Only he knew how much Aveline had suffered along the way.

Seeing that it was almost nightfall, he walked over and said, "Uncle Blackwood, let me push you back. I will use silver needles to stimulate your acupuncture points at night to help you stand up faster."

"Thank you, thank you."

Aveline looked at Anthony being pushed away, then wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked aside.

"Mr. Blackwood, let's get started."