Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Roy Lewis nodded, gently hugged Richelle Dunn into his arms.

“Yes, everything will be fine. Don’t worry.”

The two embraced for a while, and then Richelle glanced at Timmy again.

She saw the infusion slowly going in, and Timmy’s condition was gradually improving.

At this time, she finally had the energy to attend to her other two children.

She and Roy switched places, and then leaned over to hold Timothy and Tiffany in her arms.

“You guys were great today!”

Tiffany, clearly gaining a sense of security from her parents’ demeanour and tone, stopped crying and pointed at Timothy.

“It was big brother who noticed big-big brother wasn’t feeling well…”

Richelle kissed both Timothy and Tiffany on the face, “Thank you, my babies!” Up till now, Richelle was still frightened.

If it weren’t for Timothy insisting to call them, she couldn’t even bear to imagine the terrible consequences.

About ten minutes later, the plane flew over the nearest hospital. Roy Lewis had already contacted the hospital authorities. As soon as the helicopter landed, the dean and several authoritative directors personally came over pushing an emergency stretcher.

The medical staff quickly transferred Timmy to the stretcher and rushed him into the emergency room.

Though Richelle Dunn was not an expert in the field, she still put on a white coat and accompanied Timmy into the emergency room.

Several authoritative experts highly praised Richelle and her companions for the first aid measures they had taken. After another half an hour of emergency treatment, Timmy was essentially out of danger.

Richelle accompanied Timmy out of the emergency room, drenched in sweat as if she had fallen into water.

Due to the medication, Timmy had fallen into a deep sleep.

Seeing his condition stabilizing, Richelle and Roy asked the bodyguards to accompany the children in the ward while the couple went to the dean’s office. Several authoritative directors who participated in the rescue were also in the office. Richelle and Roy shook hands with each of them, repeatedly thanking them.

“Master Lewis, Dr. Dunn, you’re both too polite.”

“Yes, Timmy being able to recover so quickly is mainly due to the efforts of those who performed the emergency treatment. We only did some follow-up work.”

Obviously, these experts were all quite down-to-earth people.

“Master Lewis, Dr. Dunn, we hope you don’t mind, but we would like to use Timmy’s emergency treatment as a case study example to promote the importance of the early self-help measures with all the allergic reaction incidents?”

Richelle and Roy looked at each other before Richelle nodded in agreement.

“Of course, just remove the real names. We also hope that Timmy’s experience can serve as a warning to parents of children with a history of allergies.”

After saying thanks once more to the doctors and the dean, Roy and Richelle returned to the ward.

Timmy slept peacefully, and the data displayed on the various monitoring devices were stable.

At this point, Richelle realized that her other two children probably hadn’t eaten lunch yet.

As she asked, the two kids touched their bellies and nodded, admitting they were a little hungry.

Richelle asked them what they wanted to eat, and Timothy pointed to Tiffany, “She wants fried chicken!”

Tiffany hurriedly shook her head, “I don’t want it now…”

After saying that, her eyes reddened again.

It was obvious that she was reminded of how miserable her brother had looked when he was unwell.

“I will never eat fried chicken again.”

Both Richelle and Timothy didn’t take the little girl’s words seriously.

“Okay, then don’t eat it. How about we eat dumplings instead?”

The bodyguard soon brought back some freshly cooked dumplings. Both Roy and Richelle didn’t have much appetite, but because of the children, they forced themselves to eat some as well.

After eating, Roy told Richelle to let the other two children rest on another bed.

When the mother and her two children laid down, he took his cell phone to the balcony and called Kennedy Green again.

Kennedy Green quickly picked up, “Roy, how is Timmy doing now?”

As soon as Timmy came out of the emergency room, Roy had reported his safety to Kennedy on WhatsApp.

“Mmm, he is sleeping soundly now. Don’t worry.”

“That’s good. Pay attention to Timothy and Tiffany as well, and see if they need any psychological intervention.”

Kennedy Green, who had dealt with many special cases for years, was very comprehensive in his considerations.

Roy agreed with a hum, “Richelle is having them take a nap now. Later, I will have a chat with her.”

As for today’s incident, I preliminarily suspect The Dunns, The Thompsons, and The Lilliputs.”

Kennedy Green said, “I’ve personally assigned staff to follow up on this. You should also investigate on your end.”

Roy finished his call and returned to the ward. On the other bed, Timothy and Tiffany were already asleep, but Richelle did not sleep. She was sitting by Timmy’s bed, staring at him in a daze.

Roy walked over, put his hand on her shoulder, and gently drew her into his arms.

Richelle leaned into his embrace, lowered her eyes, and whispered.

“Roy, I was really scared on the plane!”

Roy hugged her tightly in sympathy and stroked her curly hair.

“Mmm, believe in our children, and also, believe in yourself.”

Richelle looked up at him and gave him a faint smile.

“And also, believe in you!”