Chapter 653 - Londons Regret (1/2)

Aldebar pulled out a small bottle from his pocket and pointed it at London with a mischievous smile.

”I already made it.”

London gasped. He didn't think his uncle had made immortality potion for L even before he asked. Then what for did he deliberately talk so much to London about thinking about everything carefully?

”Huh? Uncle...” He was astonished. ”What if I hadn't asked for it earlier?”

Aldebar only pointed at Terry, who had just come out with his best look. The young man looked unquestionably handsome with a clean white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows and pants that matched the suit he had dr.a.p.ed over his shoulder.

”I asked for it,” Terry said nonchalantly. ”I'm sure you'd be too panicked to think clearly. If you don't want to marry that singer, I don't mind marrying her. She's very beautiful and s.e.xy.”

Terry was only joking, but he deliberately put on a serious face to tease his brother.

London didn't know whether he had to be angry or grateful when he heard the words of his brother, who was sometimes annoying. In the end, he could only scratch his head and nod.

”It's okay... I'll give my potion quota to L. After all, she's Lily's mother. Even though we're not married, I don't want Lily to lose her mother.”

”I understand.” Aldebar took a cup of coffee then sat relaxed on the sofa. ”We'll wait for your father and Lauriel.”

London nodded. He looked toward the observation room. His father and Lauriel had been inside for almost an hour. Aldebar went out first because he wasn't a doctor or a medical expert. He only came to see what help he could provide based on the various machines and medical devices available at the hospital.

After waiting for ten minutes, the two people he had been waiting for finally came out.

”How is it, Dad? Uncle Lauriel?” London anxiously asked.

”Her condition is terrible,” Caspar said. ”Her stress level is really high. I've never seen a teenage girl with that much stress. On top of that, the condition of her heart isn't good either.”

Of course, L is stressed, London bitterly thought. The girl was an orphan who struggled to live alone and had to pursue a career in the cutthroat entertainment industry, coupled with suddenly being set up, causing her to have to get pregnant at the age of 19 years old. Let alone a girl at such a young age, even a woman ten years older would feel stressed.

That was one of the reasons why he loved L so much even though she was always being mean to him. London believed that behind her curt attitude, L hid a fragile heart, but she always tried her best to look fine.

In many ways, L reminded him of his own mother. Maybe people are right when they said sons would be attracted to women who are like their mothers, and daughters would be attracted to men who were like their fathers.

Finland joined her husband and hugged his arm.

”Is the baby still healthy?” she softly asked. At present, of course, the baby was everyone's priority. She was a descendant of the Schneider family, after all.

Roughly speaking, if London hadn't continuously defended L and wanted her alive, the doctors could f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y deliver the baby via cesarean section and immediately take action to treat prem.a.t.u.r.e babies, then let the baby continue her growth in the most sophisticated incubators presently existing.

Cesarean section was very simple, but with L's heart condition and her allergies on anesthesia, she could easily die on the operating table.

London didn't want to choose one. He wanted both of them alive.

”She's healthy, but she doesn't have much time,” Caspar answered.

”I asked for the immortality potion from Uncle Aldebar,” London explained. ”If L is given the potion, her illnesses and allergies will all disappear, right? Then she can be operated on, right?”