Chapter 841


    Chapter 841 Food Poisoning


    “What about Aunt Jojo? Do you think she likes him?” Genevieve inquired after a short pause.


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    “Well, she lets him in every time and even asks him to stay back for meals, so I guess she likes him too. That''s not what she''s like with Uncle


    Tim. Aunt Jojo is always moody when she sees him and even asks the guards to chase him away.”


    Genevieve massaged her temple, feeling an iing headache.


    Johanna must be wholly disgusted by what Timothy did. What do I do if she falls in love with other men?


    Suddenly, the housekeeper''s shrieks came from outside the room. “Find a way to prevent Aunt Jojo from falling for that man. Do your best,


    okay?”


    The abrupt end of the conversation left Lucian speechless.


    How would I find a way for that!


    Meanwhile, Genevieve swung the door open and ran out, only to see the other housekeepers rushing into Herbert''s room, so she also fastened


    her pace.


    When she reached the room, she saw how pale Herbert''s face was, and he was coughing violently. A gush of blood spewed from his mouth


    and stained his pillow red.


    The housekeepers were all horrified.


    Darting to the bed, Genevieve took a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the corner of Herbert''s mouth. “Get a stretcher,” she instructed the


    housekeepers calmly.


    “I already called the doctor over,” one of them informed anxiously.


    “Old Mr. Zeigler''s condition is not looking good. He just coughed up blood, so we need to send him for a check at the hospital. Quick! Get me


    a stretcher. Get two bodyguards here too.”


    Two housekeepers nodded and dashed out to carry out the orders. One went to get the car ready, while the other went to bring in the guards.


    As trained ex-members of the military, they got everything sorted quickly. They brought a stretcher, put Herbert in the car, and rushed him to


    the hospital, with Genevieve following behind.


    “Call the hospital and tell them General Zeigler is coughing blood and is unconscious. Tell them to be prepared,” Genevieve told the guards as


    she fished for her phone from her pocket to call Yuvan, but thetter did not pick up, as he was upied.


    Genevieve called him repeatedly while they were at the hospital. Still, the call did not get through even until Herbert was pushed into the


    emergency room, so she could only wait patiently outside, clutching her phone.


    After receiving the news from the guards, those from the Zeigler family arrived at the hospital after ten minutes.


    Since all three of Herbert''s sons were caught up in work and did not even have the time to return home during usual times, they did not make


    it to the hospital when Herbert was admitted that day. Those who came were Herbert''s grandchildren, who were residing in Baykeep.


    Suddenly, one of them shot forward from the crowd in surprise. “Genevieve! What are you doing here?” he asked, not expecting the woman to


    be here.


    Genevieve recognized him right away. He was none other than the man Coco almost married—Miles Zeigler.


    Genevieve pursed her lips as her face fell. “Mr. Yuvan invited me to the Zeigler residence, so I''ve been staying over these two days. When he


    coughed up blood, I immediately sent him to the hospital.”


    Miles frowned at her answer. To him, there was no reason why Yuvan would bring Genevieve to the residence, so he called Yuvan, but the


    One of Herbert''s granddaughters was so worried she was brought to tears. “Will anything happen to Grandpa? He''s finally recovering after


    staying at the hospital for so long...”


    The others also teared up when they heard her words and started thinking of the worst.


    Seeing how his cousins were on the verge of crying, Miles massaged his temples and consoled them.


    The lot quietened down after Miles assured them.


    They stood outside the emergency room, and some squatted down as the wait dragged on into a solid two hours until the emergency room''s


    door finally opened.


    “How''s my grandpa?” Miles blurted as he rushed toward the doctor.


    “Things are not looking good,” the doctor replied solemnly. “His liver is very weak. It''s a food poisoning case. Though we managed to flush


    out the toxin, he''s still unconscious, so he will have to stay in the ICU.”


    Food poisoning? Everyone, including Genevieve, was stumped.