Chapter 593: If you survive a great disaster, you're bound to be blessed!

"Cough cough..."

Jaysen Smith was silently bowing his head, Lucas Sandy was about to say something, but he was attracted by the faint, weak coughing coming from the hospital bed.

"Madeline!"

The quickest to react was Jaysen, who immediately lunged excitedly towards the bed, shortly followed by Lucas Sandy who hurriedly pushed Jaysen aside. Sandy stared intently at the pallid woman lying in the bed, pressing the stethoscope to her chest.

Jaysen could only watch helplessly as Sandy blocked his view and conducted a thorough check-up on her. With every change in Sandy's expression, Jaysen's heart rose into his throat, leaving him in a state of high tension. Due to his anxiety, Jaysen's hands gradually clenched into fists.

"How is Madeline? Is there something wrong?"