Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

He tugged at the instructor behind him, speaking urgently.

“Mr. Bailes, please call my dad immediately!”

Mr. Bailes was taken aback, “Timothy, didn’t your brother just take his medicine?”

Fearing to scare his sister, Timothy pulled him away, explaining anxiously again.

“Mr. Bailes, my dad told me that when my brother was young, he was allergic to mangoes and almost had an accident. Even if he took the medicine, I’m still worried!”

Mr. Bailes was well aware of the background of Timmy and his siblings. Seeing Timothy so serious, he hesitated for a moment and then took out his mobile phone, giving it directly to Timothy.

Timothy quickly dialed Roy Lewis’s number.

The call was quickly answered, and the voice was that of Roy Lewis.

“Hello, who are you looking for?”

“Dad, you and mom need to bring emergency medicine and come over by helicopter to save my brother!”

Timothy, who was originally quite calm, displayed some fear naturally as soon as he heard Roy Lewis’s voice.

Roy Lewis on the phone was startled. He heard the crying tone of his second son’s voice, which was not false, he promptly asked.

“Timothy, don’t panic, what’s wrong with your brother?”

Shivering, Timothy replied, “Dad, my brother drank juice mixed with mango juice. He’s having an allergic reaction, his whole body is red. He just took some medicine? ”

Meanwhile, Roy Lewis had already put the phone on speakerphone. Richelle Dunn, who was in the small living room, ran over anxiously. After listening to Timothy’s words, while signaling to Roy Lewis to arrange for the helicopter immediately, she calmly guided Timothy.

“Honey, don’t be scared. Now let your brother vomit out the contents of his stomach, then let him drink a lot of water, and after drinking the water, take another pill.”

Timothy had already returned to the tent. The instructors who had heard the first-aid method from the speakerphone, took Timmy out. They first made him vomit, then made him drink a lot of water, and take another pill.

But even with such timely treatment, the red spots on Timmy’s body continued to multiply.

The instructors and teachers were anxiously running around, contacting the school and organizers, who said they were on their way.

However, the speed of the school and organizers was obviously not as fast as that of Roy Lewis and Richelle Dunn.

About half an hour after Timothy made the call, a plane was approaching. As it got closer, one could hear the roaring sound of the plane and see the obvious shape of a helicopter.

The helicopter landed not far away, the instructors took the somewhat delirious Timmy and also took Timothy and Tifanny and ran over.

Richelle Dunn rushed over first, taking Timmy from them. Seeing his body as red as a cooked shrimp, she couldn’t hold back her tears which streamed down her face.

Timmy struggled to open his eyes and said weakly, “Mommy…”

Roy Lewis first helped Richelle Dunn and Timmy onto the helicopter, then turned around and lifted the crying Timothy and Tifanny onto the plane.

The plane immediately took off. Richelle Dunn first laid Timmy flat on the seat, wiped her tears away, quickly checked Timmy, and then inserted the prepared emergency medicine into him.

All the while, continuing to soothe Timmy.

Roy Lewis held Timothy and Tifanny, comforting them for a while, waited until both of their emotions had settled somewhat, then he took out his phone and dialed Mr. George’s number.

“Mr. George, I suspect that this event was deliberately planned. As the victim’s father, I request that all food and items be sealed as evidence, and all those involved be listed as suspects.”

It wasn’t clear what Mr. George on the other end of the phone said, but Roy Lewis was very angry.

“Mr. George, stop rambling to me about privileges! Today it’s my son, Roy Lewis’s son who’s in trouble, if it were someone else’s child, wouldn’t their parents make the same requests as me?”

It seemed that Mr. George was still rambling on.

“Mr. George, since you insist on bringing up privileges, fine, sit around then and wait for the President’s call in half a minute!”

Roy Lewis was also angry now. Although his tone wasn’t raised, both Richelle Dunn and Timothy, Tifanny could tell he was very angry.

He finished speaking and hung up the phone directly.

Timothy and Tifanny quickly reached out their small hands and patted his face comfortingly.

Roy Lewis was truly angry to the point of explouding, but he was soothed a bit by his children. He took a deep breath, lowered his head and gave a pat on both the children’s heads.

“Babies, dad is alright.”

After comforting his children, he dialed Kennedy Green’s number.

He gave a brief account of the events in half a minute.

Kennedy Green didn’t say much, “Alright, I’ll get orders out right now.”

Roy Lewis hung up the phone, put Timothy and Tifanny, whose emotions had calmed a bit, onto the seats, he then turned his attention to check on Timmy’s condition.

The intravenous drip took effect quickly. Timmy’s breathing was noticeably smoother than before.

Richelle Dunn was constantly taking Timmy’s pulse, checking his heart rhythm. Seeing that Roy Lewis had finished his call, she lifted her head, looked at him with her red eyes, and then reassured him.

“He’s a lot better, but we can’t be complacent. According to the original plan, we should take him to the nearest hospital for emergency rescue..”