NovelReadingChapter 225 Lisette pushed Horatio's wheelchair over to where Valerian was standing.
"Valerian, how did Callie get in there?"
Confusion was etched on her face. What was Calliope's deal with Upton? She couldn't actually chere for
Upton, Lisette assumed.
"They said she's Upton's guest," Horareplied, still trying to wrap his head around it.
Calliope, a guest of Upton? How?
Someone like Upton wasn't exactly the kind of person Calliope would have access to. Unless... was this somehow
connected to Silas? It wasn't impossible.
"Does that mean we can't go in?" Lisette asked, frowning.
"Let's wait a bit," Valerian said. "Mr. Thorne will have to cout sooner or later. When he does, we'll get a
chance to talk to him."
Lisette nodded. "That makes sense. Don't worry, Horatio, Mr. Thorne must know where the Miracle Doctor is. If
he chere, that probably means she's in Capitalton. Your legs will be alright!"
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"Okay," Horagave a small nod.
Meanwhile, inside the hospital room, as soon as Calliope stepped in, Baber cbarreling toward her.
"Mommy! You're finally here! | missed you so much!"
"Baber, look at you! You've gotten even bigger! And still as adorable as ever."
She tousled his hair and scooped him up into her arms.
At only four years old, Baber was the definition of cute - rosy cheeks, and a face that looked like a mini version of
Upton's. But unlike Upton's cold and distant demeanor, Baber was all warmth and sunshine.
"That's just because you haven't seenin a long time, so you think I'm taller!" Baber huffed, puffing out his
little cheeks in mock annoyance. "You didn't missat all, did you?"
"Of course | did!" Calliope tweaked his nose playfully. "I've just been busy and I've also been looking for a way to
help you get better."
"Really?" Baber tilted his head.
"Yeah." She set him down and walked over to the couch, her gaze landing on Upton, who had just finished
leaving a voice message. He lowered his phone and met her eyes.
"You c| know you weren't
thrilled of using your medical skills
anymore all these years. But the doctors can't do anything for Baber. That's why | brought him to you.”
Upton, his features strikingly charming yet cold, uttered as he gazed at Calliope, "You once toldthat if things
got serious for Baber, | could cto you for help."
"I know." Calliope nodded. "That's why | cas soon as | heard you were here."
She didn't waste any more time. She sat Baber down and took his wrist, checking his pulse.
"Alright, letsee your tongue."
Baber obediently stuck it out.
"His pulse is weak. His condition has
gotten worse," Calliope stated. "I've
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been studying sold medical
texts over the years. There's a treatment that might work, but it's risky."
Upton asked, "A permanent solution?"
"If it succeeds, yes. But if it fails, the best-case scenais that he'll be left with a
disability. The worst he might not survive," Calliope replied.
Upton raised his gaze. "You toldbefore-if we don't try, he won't live past seven."
Calliope answered, "That's still true."
"How certain you are?"
"Eighty percent," Calliope said after a moment of consideration.
Upton turned to Baber. "Baber, you heard what Calliope said. What do you want to do?"
"I've already lived longer than expected. | want to trust Mommy. | want to try."
Baber rested his chin on his hands as he looked at Calliope. "Mommy, don't feet stressed, okay? | want to give it
a try. Even if something happens to me, it's not your fault."
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