"Impossible, I would never harm Grandpa!" Sarah Anderson said with determination.
"Heh, if he didn't do it, then why is Dad lying in bed?" Steven Anderson sneered.
"Big brother, let's take Dad to the hospital first," Nathan Anderson suggested.
"Right, let's hurry and take Dad to the hospital!" Others also chimed in.
At this moment, Sarah suddenly thought of something.
She looked at me and said, "Tyler, aren't you skilled in medicine? Please...please save Grandpa."
I sighed and said with some regret, "Sarah, I'm sorry, but I...I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."
"Is it that you can't, or you don't want to?" Steven Anderson sneered.
"Enough, let's stop talking about this and get Dad to the hospital quickly," Nathan Anderson said.
Steven Anderson glanced at me and said, "I'll settle scores with you when I get back!"
I remained silent. I wanted to go to the hospital too, but Steven had refused.
Sitting on the sofa, my face was somewhat somber.
