Chapter 1289: Chapter 1292: Crazy Craziness, Dizzy Dizziness Chapter 1289: Chapter 1292: Crazy Craziness, Dizzy Dizziness She was already so tornted that she could barely stand, and upon hearing Mason Scott’s seemingly crazed roar from the hospital room, she thought to investigate his condition but was instead surrounded tightly by a throng of reporters.
Wendy Jenkins felt the fresh air around her diminishing; her breathing grew increasingly difficult,
until at last, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted right before the cara.
“Mrs. Scott has fainted!”
The reporters had initially gathered quickly but scattered faster than anyone upon seeing Wendy Jenkins’s staggering and near-fainting figure.
They all feared taking responsibility; seeing Wendy Jenkins’s eyes roll back as she fell backward, everyone instinctively stepped aside.
Poor Wendy Jenkins, a noble lady who lived in comfort, found herself without a single person to support her as she suddenly lost consciousness.
Her body shut down, and her brain lost consciousness in an instant; Wendy Jenkins’s eyes closed as she leaned straight back.
There was a loud “bang” as the back of her head struck the tile floor, producing a resonant thud.
“Soone co quick, there’s soone who has fainted—”
“Soone co quick! Nurse, doctor!”
The reporters were in chaos. Despite their fears of being accused by Wendy Jenkins, they still cried out for help.
Fortunately, this was the hospital, and the on-duty doctor and nurse imdiately rushed over.
Jacob, who had been inside the hospital room, also hurried out.
“What happened?”
Lily imdiately explained the situation to him.
Jacob saw blood seeping from the back of Wendy Jenkins’s head, even staining the tile floor red.
He knew that with so much blood from a head injury, Wendy Jenkins was likely in grave danger.
Despite his disdain for her, he still instructed his dical staff to rush her to ergency care imdiately.
A flurry of people hurriedly took her away, so reporters following.
At that mont, Jacob suddenly stopped a nurse nearby.
“Go, call soone from the Psychiatry Departnt, the patient inside is not right. Pretending to be sick is one thing, but now it seems he has even feigned ntal issues.”
Psychiatry!?
Pretending to be sick!?
A few reporters standing outside the door just happened to see through the crack.
From their angle, Mason Scott’s condition indeed looked no different from madness.
He was standing in the hospital room, claws bared, screaming and cursing wildly.
His body was tangled with ssy tubes, his eyes bloodshot, his face grotesquely contorted.
If one listened closely, they could make out words like “miscarriage” and “pregnancy”.
But the specifics were unclear, yet those few words alone indicated the severity of his madness.
Everybody knew Mason Scott was a man, who could neither beco pregnant nor have a miscarriage.
Yet he was repeatedly uttering words like ‘miscarriage’ and ‘pregnancy’, as if sothing had triggered him to believe he was a woman.
Soon, the Psychiatry Departnt staff arrived, and several male nurses quickly restrained Mason Scott to the hospital bed. Then, under the direction of a psychiatrist and in full view of everyone, they swiftly wheeled Mason Scott away.
The reporters quickly surrounded Lily, with one asking a particularly sharp question.
“Miss Redington, Miss Redington, your grandmother has fainted and been injured, and your grandfather appears to have lost his mind—could this be sothing Miss Redington wanted to see? Could you be behind this?”
Lily imdiately noticed the malicious intent in the reporter’s question. She casually took a microphone, and confidently said to the cara, “Since I arrived at the hospital, everything has been conducted in front of the dia’s caras. I have never wished harm upon anyone; therefore, any outcos are unrelated to .”
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