Visiting hours had yet to begin, and there was no way the nurse was going to let all of them enter the ICU ward at once.

Wasn't this being irresponsible toward the patient?

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As Finn Taylor walked over with a bowl in his hand, he saw Quince Larson arguing with a nurse.

Seeing Finn Taylor walk over, Quince Larson pointed right at him. "He was supposed to watch over the patient, but he didn't! We have reason to suspect that something could've happened to the Old Master. I demand that you let us in. What right do you have to stop us from entering?"

Finn Taylor took a huge bite of his sandwich and muttered under his breath, "What's there to see? He's already well and out of critical condition. I guess he's already jumping about inside."

Although he said this under his breath, everyone had heard him. In an instant, more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned to glare at him.

"Finn Taylor, what do you mean? You were the one who angered Grandpa so much that he was admitted! Forget that you're not even concerned about him, but you're going overboard by saying these sarcastic words here. Do you think I won't dare to slap you here?"

Finn Taylor ignored Quince Larson. He had a strong suspicion that it was him who had poisoned Joseph Larson in the first place.

It was disgusting to see him acting like a filial grandson.

"What's the matter? Why is there such a din?" Finally, the doctor arrived.

"Dr. Williams, you're finally here." Quince Larson immediately rushed up to welcome the doctor. "I'm so sorry, Dr. Williams. Our family is just unlucky."

"Our family tasked the eldest son-in-law from Francis Larson's family to look after Grandpa since he's sick. How were we to know that this piece of trash would be so lazy that he hid outside and fell asleep? We don't even know how Grandpa is doing now, and that's why we want to head in to check on him. But the hospital's guidelines…"

Dr. Williams nodded. Quince Larson was the Larson Corporation's CEO and had done many business dealings with him in the past.

"Mr. Larson, this won't be a problem, but we still have to abide by the hospital's guidelines. Choose five family members to follow me in—only five. Fiona, get me five protective gowns."

Everyone from the Larson family rushed to volunteer themselves eagerly. They seemed to be afraid that they would be denounced for having no filial piety if they were too slow in expressing their eagerness.

"Shut up, all of you. Each family can send one person. It'll be Yvette Larson from the first family, me from the second, Eleanor Larson from the third, and Quinn Larson from the fourth."

"The last slot…" Quince Larson sneered. "Piece of trash, you can have it since you were supposed to take care of Grandpa. If anything happens to Grandpa, just wait and see what will happen to you."

Earlier on, everyone had eagerly shown their interest in entering the ward to visit the Old Master, Joseph Larson. But now that Quince Larson had decided on the name list, there was not a single objection.

Perhaps they were all hoping for the Old Master to die as soon as possible so that they could receive their inheritance.

Finn Taylor didn't refuse to enter the ward with the rest. He placed his sandwich down, wrapped it up, and placed it in the nurse's hands. "Help me take care of it. I still want to eat it later on."

Finn Taylor's words attracted many disdainful gazes.

'A piece of trash will always be a piece of trash. He will never be able to do anything right.'

'How can he still be thinking about eating at this point in time?'

Quince Larson and Dr. Williams led the way.

Finn Taylor walked up to his wife and whispered, "Your sandwich is pretty good. It's delicious."

Yvette Larson was in no mood to bother about her husband. She felt as though she was walking to her execution grounds while walking to the ICU ward. 'What if I see Grandpa in a critical condition? That would mean that my whole family will be thrown into hell. How can Finn Taylor remain so indifferent in the face of that?'

She didn't even know what to say about him anymore.

Under Dr. Williams's lead, they rounded a few corners before finally entering the ICU ward. Then, the sight stunned everyone.

Joseph Larson was exercising in the ICU ward.

At that moment, Dr. Williams was shocked, Quince Larson was shocked, Eleanor Larson was shocked, and Quinn Larson was shocked.

Only Yvette Larson looked at Finn Taylor incredulously. 'He had already said so. Earlier on, Finn Taylor had said that Grandpa was already out of critical condition and that he could even be jumping around in the ward. Everything he said earlier is now a reality.'

"Oh my goodness. This is really a medical miracle."

"Mr. Larson, did you know? We actually withheld from you last night that your grandpa had a very serious myocardial infarction. Although the surgery was a success, the after-effects could've resulted in him being paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life or even remain in a vegetative state. But now… This is a miracle. A miracle, indeed."

Dr. Williams rushed up. "Old Master Larson, how are you feeling?"

Seeing that his grandchildren had come to visit him, he was pleased. But when he saw Finn Taylor, his expression fell. Nonetheless, he didn't flare up.

Joseph Larson smiled at Dr. Williams. "It's all thanks to you, Dr. Williams. Last night, I felt someone trying to save my life, and he managed to save me at dawn. Now, I'm perfectly fine."

Dr. Williams didn't understand what Joseph Larson was talking about and ordered a comprehensive checkup for him.

The results rendered even Dr. Williams himself speechless.

Joseph Larson had completely recovered from his heart attack, and there was no trace of any heart disease at all!

This… It was common knowledge that heart disease was a chronic condition that couldn't be cured. Even surgery would only delay the symptoms, not cure the root cause.

However, it seemed like Joseph Larson had experienced a medical miracle!

Quince Larson rushed up to his grandpa. "Grandpa, it's great that you're fine now. We're all elated that you're in good health."

All the other Larson family members—including Eleanor Larson and Quinn Larson—quickly went forward to express their concern too.

As for Yvette Larson, she was still staring suspiciously at Finn Taylor. 'Finn Taylor had managed to illustrate Grandpa's condition perfectly. Besides, Grandpa even said that someone had saved him last night. Could that person be Finn Taylor?'

Yvette Larson couldn't help but ask, "Do you have medical skills?"

"Medical skills? I've never even been to university. Where would I have learned that?"

Yvette Larson felt silly for even having asked that question.

Medical skills! All the prominent doctors were decorated with fancy titles and had gotten Master's degrees or even doctorates. They had trained for years and gone through trials and tribulations to be as proficient as they were now.

'Besides, Grandpa's case is nothing short of a medical miracle. How could I have suspected that Finn Taylor had saved Grandpa? I allowed my imagination to run wild.'

"Piece of trash, you were just lucky this time." Quince Larson told Finn Taylor off before turning to face his cousin. "Yvette Larson, I'm thinking of organizing a grand party to celebrate Grandpa's recovery. Will your family be willing to sponsor it?"