"You must keep an eye on Ms. Quest. She shouldn't move around too much. If she tears her wound again, she wouldn't be able to bear it. "Also, monitor her emotions, or her recovery would be affected. If things worsen, her wound might get infected. It could put her life at risk." The doctor had a solemn expression on his face as he spoke, releasing a long, helpless sigh after finishing his sentence.

As a doctor in this hospital for twenty years, he'd seen all sorts of cases, but this was the first time he'd encountered something like this.

Sharon Lindt cried as she listened to his advice, ensuring to remember all of it.

After wiping her tears away, she gazed at the doctor. "I understand. Thank you, Doctor. Can I have a word with you?"

He nodded respectfully and left the ward first.

Meanwhile, Sharon wiped her tears away again before following him out.

After closing the door behind her, Sharon said softly, "I can't let this go on for my daughter-in-law any longer. You were right, it's far too dangerous. Why don't we opt for an extreme measure?” "What do you mean?" The doctor had a curious look in his eyes.

"Give her a shot of tranquilizer. It'll calm her down enough to sleep peacefully. Only if it's allowed, of course," she added quickly.

He considered the idea for a few seconds. "All right."

Sharon immediately sighed in relief and returned to the ward to replace Xyla Quest staring blankly at the ceiling.

The nurses in the room felt heartbroken on her behalf, but no one dared to say anything under such circumstances.

It felt extremely tense inside the ward.

Approximately ten minutes later, the doctor returned with a bottle of drip fluid that he proceeded to install for his patient.

Xyla closed her eyes and fell asleep approximately three minutes later.

Sharon instantly sighed in relief when she saw her like this.

The doctor did the same before walking over to Sharon, gently patting her shoulder.

"I added some stabilizer in the anti-inflammatory drip. She'll be in a state of deep sleep for the next five to six hours. Don't worry and don't think too much. I believe luck is on the Batton family's side. I'm certain the children will be alright," he said.

Sharon nodded before plopping down on the couch nearby. She then called her husband, Wilson Batton, on the phone.

He was preparing to cook porridge in the kitchen at home.

By then, he had already placed all the ingredients in the pot, only needing to add water and turn on the stove.

Seeing his wife calling on the phone, Wilson quickly washed his hands, wiping them on the apron as he picked up her call.

"What is it, Darling? I'm cooking porridge for Xyla," he told her.

Hearing his voice, Sharon broke down and cried. What little willpower she had now completely vanished.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to speak through her sobs. "Honey, you don't have to cook porridge for her. Even if you do, Xyla won't eat it." "Did something happen to Xyla?" He sounded concerned.

"It's not Xyla. It's our grandchildren," she said in a hoarse voice. "They're missing."

Wilson could no longer stand upright when he heard this. His knees buckled, and he landed directly on the ground. "What did you say? How could our grandchildren be missing?"

Despite having gone through a lot in life, Wilson couldn't stay strong when he found out about such news.

Sharon promptly told him about everything that happened through her sobbing voice.

Wilson felt his vision turning dark when he heard what Sharon said.

"Wait for me in the hospital. I'll be there right away," he said before terminating the call.

***

Meanwhile, back at the hospital's security room, Stanley Batton had already found the surveillance footage when the incident occurred.

From the footage, nothing was out

of the ordinary for the rest of the hospital during that period. However, for one second, everything had turned dark in the neonatal intensive care unit and the areas around it.

Within that one second, the children disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Most importantly, from the

surveillance footage, there was

nobody else inside the intensive care

unit and the surrounding areas

except for medical staff and

bodyguards when it happened.

It was exactly like what the bodyguard who reported the incident to them described.

The children had disappeared right before their very eyes within a second.

Previously, Stanley had reconfirmed with the Hospital Director that there was only one entrance to the intensive care unit.

Hence, no ordinary person could've walked in from another passageway to kidnap the children.

Even if they wanted to, they couldn't possibly have done it within a second.

Hence, who else could it have been if not the nine-tailed demon fox?

It was impossible without magic involved.

Stanley stood up quickly and called Yaksha on the phone, only to replace that his phone was unreachable.

By then, the police officers had already arrived.

Stanley entrusted them with the responsibility of replaceing any clues from the surveillance footage, and also ensuring a complete non-disclosure to the public. After giving all the necessary instructions, Stanley called Zack Cassidy to keep things under control at the Municipal Hospital.

Then, he got into his helicopter and began flying to where Yaksha lived.

***

Upon arriving on the island where Yaksha lived, Stanley quickly walked through the forest maze and arrived at Yaksha's house.

Yaksha's disciples were busy drying herbs under the sun when he came upon them.

One of them immediately stepped forward when he saw Stanley. "Hello, Mr. Batton. You must be here to see my master."

Stanley frowned slightly. "Yes. Is your master around?"

"He went up the mountain to forage some herbs. He should be back soon."

"Where did he go?" Stanley asked with a sense of urgency.

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