She initially thought it was completely blocked, but she didn’t know if it was due to shoddy construction or sothing else. The window hadn’t been properly secured, and the side of it had already popped open. lody Thorne slipped her fingers inside and gradually forced it open.
The space was very small. A man definitely wouldn’t be able to crawl through, but she wasn’t the sa. She was quite slim, so the small window’s space was enough for her to squeeze through.
The hospital.
Dr. Mo had already had all the reporters cleared out. But the mont Sheryl Lancaster got out of the car, for so reason, a lot of reporters suddenly appeared again, practically sealing off the hospital entrance, making it impossible for the car to drive through.
"Miss Lancaster, please wait here for a mont. I’ll have soone disperse these reporters," Harold Chapman said, picking up his phone to make a call.
However, Sheryl Lancaster had already put her hand on the door handle. Opening the car door, the reporters imdiately surrounded her.
"Miss Lancaster, did you co to the hospital today because you were feeling unwell?"
"Miss Lancaster, we heard the young master of Quinn Corporation is also in this hospital. Is there any connection to you?"
"Miss Lancaster, please answer our questions."
"It’s rumored online that you’ve moved into the mansion the Duke prepared for you. Is it true?"
"I..." Sheryl Lancaster intentionally stamred, neither confirming nor denying, allowing the reporters to wildly speculate.
"Make way, make way," the hospital security imdiately separated Sheryl Lancaster from the reporters.
"Miss Lancaster, please hurry."
"Alright," Sheryl Lancaster said with a smile as she looked at the reporters. "Sorry, it’s not convenient to share anything at the mont. You’ve worked hard; you should head back early."
Sheryl Lancaster’s reaction sparked wild speculations among the reporters.
"Miss Lancaster, please change into the hospital gown first," Dr. Mo said expressionlessly, clearly displeased with the woman before him.
"Okay, and thank you, Dr. Mo," Sheryl Lancaster said. She went into the room to change her clothes and ca out. "Should we start now? Where’s Timmy?"
"Yes, please follow ," Dr. Mo said, leading Sheryl Lancaster to Timmy’s exclusive isolation ward.
Sheryl Lancaster glanced at the small figure lying on the hospital bed, a trace of a smirk playing on her lips. Dislike her, do you? What a pity — shortly, he might have to change how he addresses her.
After preparing all the dical supplies, half an hour had passed. Timmy’s situation was absolutely not to be underestimated.
With the IV line already connected to Timmy’s arm, Sheryl Lancaster closed her eyes. This was what she wanted. After the blood transfusion, everyone would know that her blood matched Timmy’s, was compatible. However it was reported afterward would be up to them.
Just as Dr. Mo was about to proceed, his phone suddenly rang, forcing him to pause. "Hello?"
"Dr. Mo, it’s ," lody Thorne’s anxious voice ca through the line. "I’m outside now. Stall for a while; I’m rushing to the hospital. Do not use Sheryl Lancaster’s blood at any cost."
Dr. Mo was suddenly struck by a wave of shock hearing lody Thorne, and instinctively glanced at Sheryl Lancaster lying in the hospital bed. He stepped out of the room and lowered his voice, "Ma’am, where are you?"
"I’ve been kidnapped and have just escaped. I borrowed a phone to rush toward the hospital. Lock Sheryl Lancaster away for ; I’m almost there."
Dr. Mo: "..."
"Miss Lancaster, there’s a special situation. Please follow to the next room," Dr. Mo said, returning to the hospital room.
User Comments
0 comments from readers