Chapter 378

"What exactly is going on?" Lawrence questioned in a deep voice, his gaze perplexed and somewhat sinister.

Taylor trembled under the pressure of his aura, knowing how concerned Lawrence was about Madam Rodriguez.

Taylor stood in front of Sidney and suddenly found it difficult to explain. "Mr. Rodriguez, it's like this. Three years ago, when Madam Rodriguez fell into a persistent vegetative state, Winnie hadn't left Lymington yet. At that time, she gave me a pill and told me to secretly give it to Madam Rodriguez, which I've been doing for the past three years..."

Lawrence couldn't believe it.

Just then, a mouthful of blood spurted out from under Madam Rodriguez's breathing mask.

"Madam Rodriguez!" the family doctor exclaimed.

Lawrence's expression also changed. "What's going on?"

"It's possible that her condition is still precarious due to just waking up. We can't entirely rule out Madam Rodriguez's condition as being out of the danger zone," the family doctor explained.

The doctor added, "Mr. Rodriguez, the medical equipment at home is not as comprehensive as what's available in the hospital, where conditions are best suited for recuperation. Madam Rodriguez needs to be transferred to a large hospital immediately!"

Lawrence, suddenly awakened from his thoughts, urgently instructed, "What are we waiting for? Hurry, you need to move my mother to the hospital."

"All right, be careful, be careful!" responded the family doctor as he called for the nurse. The entire room was on high alert.

Lawrence immediately turned his head and dialed the director of Island Electronics' hospital.

Everyone else left, leaving an anxious Sidney trailing behind, his brow furrowed. Sidney couldn't help but feel that his father's reaction to what he told him earlier, about his mother giving medicine to his grandmother, was a bit off. Now, he needed to quickly relay this good news to his mother.

Upon receiving the phone call at Triton Jewelry, Winnie was stunned. She couldn't contain her joy.

Just a couple of days ago, she was discussing with Olivia about Madam Rodriguez, and now she had woken up. It seemed like some kind of divine intervention. Regardless, Winnie was most delighted by the fact that her kind mother figure had regained consciousness.

She quickly grabbed her coat and rushed out of the office in her high heels. She asked her son, "Sidney, is Grandma still at the villa?"

"Grandma just vomited blood. Dad was really anxious and sent her to the hospital. Mom, come directly to the hospital. Grandma's condition might require your attention!"

Winnie had the same thought. She was the one who gave medicine to Madam Rodriguez, and the composition of the medication was extremely complex, consisting of over a hundred components. She could be considered the person who knew Madam Rodriguez's condition the best.

She hurriedly made her way to the hospital.

Lawrence stood tall and tense outside the emergency operating room at Island Electronics Hospital. His mother had just regained consciousness but also vomited blood. She was undergoing a series of lengthy examinations inside, and his heart was clenched with worry.

"Mr. Rodriguez, I don't think we need to worry too much. It's common for someone who has been in a deep coma for three years to have some residual blood," speculated the family doctor, joined by Benjamin, Jeremy and Ray, who had rushed over.

Madam Rodriguez was Lawrence's most important family member, his lifeline, a fact known deeply by his friends. "How is Madam Rodriguez doing?" they inquired.

"Everything is still uncertain," Lawrence replied, his lips pursed.

Just as they were conversing, Winnie and Olivia appeared in the corridor.

Lawrence's stood frozen, and his deeply alluring gaze fell upon the women. He recalled Taylor's unfinished words at the villa. His expression was inscrutable, and no one knew what he was contemplating.

He asked Winnie, "Did you secretly give my mother medicine?"

Taylor glanced at Winnie, and as a participant, she quickly stood up and made an effort to articulate her words clearly. "Mr. Rodriguez, please do not misunderstand Winnie! Instead, you should thank her a thousand times. If it weren't for the medicine she gave three years ago, Madam Rodriguez would not have lived these past three years."

Lawrence looked at Winnie, raised his hand to interrupt Taylor's words, and turned his head to call the family doctor. "Three years ago, my mother suffered from kidney failure, and even after the organ transplant, she ended up in a vegetative state. The family doctor checked her every day and said her body was normal. Winnie, why did you give my mother that medicine?" His gaze was sharp and cold, looking at her, with an unusual vigilance.

Winnie was aware that Madam Rodriguez had an accident three years ago under her and her uncle's care, which naturally left Lawrence with lingering fear. Despite this, she wasn't angry and began speaking calmly, "I secretly gave your mother medicine for a reason and out of my own difficulties. At that time, I suspected Darcy, and since you didn't believe me, I stayed by your side to find out the truth. Initially, I privately took your mother's blood and had it tested at several blood centers, which revealed the presence of neurotoxins in her blood."

Winnie continued to explain further, "Before her kidney surgery, it contained a large amount of neurotoxins that led to rapid organ failure. After the kidney surgery, in order to prevent you from discovering it, the toxins were removed. However, a small amount was deliberately left behind and discreetly increased every day during the family doctor's unnoticed moments.

"I had no choice but to develop pills, which I entrusted Taylor to give her. They served to eliminate the accumulated neurotoxins in your mother's body while repairing one-third of her brain death and slowly rebuilding her bodily functions. And the result, Lawrence, you have seen for yourself. Originally, her life expectancy was deemed to be no more than three years, yet she surpassed that and lived for three and a half years.

"Recently, when I returned to my home country, I changed her medication to a stronger dosage and different ingredients, which I had painstakingly developed over the past three years. You see, she regained consciousness within just over a month. This proves that I had no ill intentions; I simply wanted to save her, just like that night three years ago."

Lawrence's eyes held depths that were inscrutable, visibly unsettled. "Did my mother indeed have neurotoxins in her body?" He turned his head and asked the family doctor in a solemn voice.

However, the family doctor shook his head emphatically, stating, "Winnie, I am a responsible doctor. Three years ago, I did not detect any toxins in Madam Rodriguez's body."

Winnie fell silent for a moment and coldly smiled as she looked at Lawrence. "Now that we have come to this point, can't you guess who the culprit behind the poisoning is? Naturally, it's the one who made sure the family doctor couldn't detect it! Then think again, who could easily come and go from your mother's room without arousing suspicion?"

"What the hell!? Are you insinuating that it was Darcy's doing? Winnie, have you forgotten that it was Darcy who donated her kidney to Madam Rodriguez?" Ray sarcastically exclaimed.

Olivia glanced at him as if he were an idiot.

Rather than getting angry, Winnie sneered, "I never mentioned her but you immediately thought of Darcy. She must be the key figure then, right?"

Ray didn't expect his defense to turn into an interrogation, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Lawrence's pupils darkened. "You said there were toxins in my mother's body at the time, do you have any evidence? Since Darcy donated a kidney, why would she poison my mother?" His logic didn't make sense now.

Winnie naturally understood his suspicions. After all, from his perspective, Darcy was still the kidney donor. She raised an eyebrow. "I kept the toxin blood test from back then. I can get it from someone this afternoon for you to see."

"Good." Lawrence's sharp gaze showed no sign of softening. He continued to focus on Winnie's pupils as he asked another question, "There's one thing I don't understand. You gave my mother two types of medication that allowed her brain cells to recover and wake up. Why? The family doctor never found any traces of medication use, and my mother's body didn't react to them either."

His scrutiny was indeed meticulous and sharp; it seemed he was highly skeptical of those two medications.

However, this line of questioning made Winnie smile bitterly. Her heart felt heavy with a mix of pain and countless grievances.