After hearing Theodore Hols’ words, Fabian Hols felt a chill run down his spine. He straightened up, walked around the front of the car, and headed toward the passenger seat where Alia Linton was sitting.
Under the light of his car, he bent down and took a closer look at her. She was slapping her thigh and laughing uncontrollably, completely ignoring his approach.
Sothing was wrong, definitely wrong!
Fabian Hols waved a hand in front of Alia Linton’s eyes, but she continued to laugh and slap her thighs, seemingly unaffected.
"Theodore! We need to take your mom to the hospital now. You take my car, and I’ll drive yours." Sensing the seriousness of the situation, he made a swift decision.
"Okay."
Theodore Hols responded, got out of the car, and entered Fabian Hols’ car. As soon as he got out, Fabian Hols climbed into Theodore Hols’ car.
After swapping cars, they started the engines, quickly turned around, and headed back to the city.
In the early morning, there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road.
Fabian Hols and Theodore Hols drove rapidly, making a smooth and quick journey to the city hospital.
"Haha..."
After getting out of the car, Alia Linton was still laughing, her hands constantly slapping. Perhaps due to laughing for too long, her laughter was noticeably quieter than at the beginning.
Fabian Hols and Theodore Hols supported her on either side and walked into the hospital’s ergency room.
At this mont, inside the ergency room.
The doctor on duty, with nothing much to do, was about to take a nap, but heard soone laughing as they walked in, thinking it was soone causing a disturbance deliberately.
However, when he got up to chase away the troublemakers, he saw an unusual scene: two adults supporting a woman who was laughing uncontrollably, with her hands waving continuously in the air.
"This..."
"Doctor! Please check her quickly. She’s been laughing like this for almost two hours." The doctor on duty opened his mouth to ask, only to be interrupted by Fabian Hols’ anxious voice. Driving Alia over had tornted both his ears and his heart, and his patience was almost depleted.
As the three walked over, the doctor on duty realized sothing was off, but in his over ten years of dical practice, he had never encountered a patient like this.
The duty doctor quickly assessed Alia Linton but found no visible injuries. He then looked at Fabian Hols, "Did she suffer so kind of shock?"
Who would laugh like this for no reason, and for two whole hours at that, seemingly unable to stop unless this person had gone mad?
"We had a fight at ho, and then she turned out like this." Fabian Hols quickly explained before Theodore Hols could speak.
Hearing this, the duty doctor couldn’t help but give Fabian Hols another look. Young people making a big fuss over a fight was one thing, but this man seed older and still managed to create such a commotion.
Uncommon, as he had never seen anything like it.
"I’ll give her a sedative shot first to let her rest, then check her condition afterward." Knowing the cause was a quarrel, the duty doctor judged that Alia Linton’s current state might be due to montary anger. After getting consent from both Fabian and Theodore Hols, he administered a sedative to her.
After the injection, Alia gradually cald down, and both Fabian and Theodore Hols helped her lie down comfortably.
After settling her, Fabian asked Theodore to go ho first. He stayed to look after the now asleep Alia.
Watching her sleep due to the sedative, his brow furrowed, and his face turned somber.
Ring ring! Ring ring...
Hearing the phone ring, Fabian Hols shifted his gaze, pulled the phone out of his pocket, and upon seeing the caller ID, his scalp tightened suddenly.
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