Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 1995

Stanley Batton took the elevator to the floor where Xyla Quest's VIP emergency unit was located.

At that moment, Stephen Harris was the only person sitting outside the emergency unit.

Seeing Stanley, Stephen immediately stood up to approach him. "She's already receiving emergency treatment inside. Don't worry, our doctors are the best in the country. I'm sure they'll be able to save her. "The Director is there, too, and he's an expert in this field."

Stanley frowned deeply, nodding to acknowledge his words, but he didn't reply.

He sat down on a bench, his spine stiff with tension, considering how frantic he was still feeling.

He had no idea what kind of torture his wife was going through inside the emergency unit.

He also didn't know if she would be fine like what Stephen said.

All he could think about now was the image of replaceing Xyla lying in a pool of blood and her face drained of color.

That scene was now permanently etched onto his mind, leaving him feeling vulnerable.

Stephen let out a long, helpless sigh and sat down next to Stanley as he gently patted his shoulder. "Don't be like this, Stanley. She'll be fine."

"What's the worst that could happen in a situation like this?" Stanley asked.

"I'm sure nothing bad will happen," Stephen insisted.

"Tell me." He was losing his patience.

At this moment, Stanley, who used to be cool-headed, was seemingly losing his mind.

He didn't look like his old self anymore.

Stephen took a deep breath. "Three lives might be lost," he said truthfully.

Stanley's frown deepened.

He reached into his pocket for a cigarette, then belatedly realized he was in the hospital. He wasn't allowed to smoke here.

Besides, he was still wearing his pajamas.

Stephen gently patted him on the shoulder again. "This normally doesn't happen, so don't worry."

"Tell the doctors inside to do their

best and save Xyla. If anything happens to her, I'll have the entire hospital pay for it!" Stanley ordered

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in a cold and menacing tone, sounding dominant and

indisputable.

He looked like a ruler of a kingdom who was looking down from far above the clouds.

Stephen took another deep breath before retrieving his phone, conveying his message to someone in the emergency unit.

Stanley didn't even glance at him the

entire time. Instead, he stared

anxiously at a brightly lit bulb

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outside the emergency unit, signaling an operation was in progress.

After staring at it for a while, he silently looked down, clasping his hands tightly together before resting his forehead on them.

Stephen couldn't get a read on Stanley but could sense nothing but sheer coldness from him.

It made Stephen feel even more terrified as he knew how important Xyla was to him.

He also knew if anything happened to Xyla, everyone involved in the operation would be in trouble.

If it came down to that, there would surely be chaos in the hospital.

For now, all Stephen could do was to pray for Xyla and his colleagues.

The clock was ticking.

Stanley had never noticed that time went by so agonizingly slow where every passing minute felt like a century. Approximately fifteen minutes later, the door to the emergency unit opened to reveal a frantic nurse.

She gazed at Stanley and

approached him. "She's losing too much blood. We need a blood. transfusion urgently, but her bfood

type is unique. The Director asked you to come in."

"What are we waiting for? Hurry up!" Stanley directly stood up.

"Please come with me right away. It'll be faster this way," the nurse replied, urging him to follow.