Chapter 1241 - 1181: Life in Peril

Kevin Taylor finally managed to bring Claire Desmond here; there’s no way he’s letting her leave. He told his bodyguards, "Don’t let her go!"

"..."

"She belongs to me! Put her down for me!" Kevin shouted loudly at Sally.

Sally immediately pulled out a gun and aimed it at Kevin. General Taylor hadn’t expected this woman to have a gun and instinctively shielded his grandson from the gun’s direction.

No matter how wrong Kevin was, he was the Taylor Family’s only hope, the son and daughter-in-law had died early, and if Kevin suffered any mishap, General Taylor would have nothing left to live for.

"Miss, calm down and speak properly."

Sally really wanted to blow this kid’s head off, but considering Claire’s urgent situation, she decided not to deal with him now. She would handle him later.

"Make everyone clear the way; otherwise, I’ll kill all of you!"

The murderous aura from Sally was evident, and the people present, all having been on battlefields, were very familiar with this kind of aura.

General Taylor had a headache; this time his precious grandson had provoked someone he shouldn’t have.

"Get out of the way for me!" General Taylor yelled.

The bodyguards, hired by General Taylor for Kevin, naturally listened to him and cleared the way, allowing Sally to run outside, holding the unconscious, and somewhat cold, Claire.

"Wait for me," Annan Briggs shouted, chasing after Sally as he ran out, not even bothering to loudly greet General Taylor as he left.

Sally was young and fit, whereas Annan was older. By the time Annan got outside, the person was already gone.

Annan had an anxious look, "Where did they go?"

...

Sally only remembered the young doctor saying Claire should be sent to the Children’s Hospital. Sally drove over, placing Claire in the passenger seat, disregarding any danger, speeding to the nearest Children’s Hospital.

On the way, Sally called Adrian Desmond because Claire’s condition was very dangerous, and if anything happened, no one could bear the responsibility.

At this time, Sienna Johnson was missing, and as Claire’s father, Adrian needed to go to the hospital.

"Claire found?" Adrian asked.

"Sixth Master, Claire’s condition is very bad. I’m taking her to the Loving Children’s Hospital. You should come too," Sally said in a heavy tone.

"What happened?"

"Claire was injected with an adult dose of tranquilizers and sleeping medication by that kid Kevin. Her life is in danger."

Adrian paused for a moment before saying, "I’m heading over now," and then immediately hung up the phone.

Sally glanced at Claire in the passenger seat, tears falling. From the moment Claire was born, Sally had watched over her. The young girl was shy and timid, but always cheerful and amiable with familiar people, which endeared her to Sally.

"Claire, it will be okay. Sally won’t let you die," Sally wiped away tears and pressed the pedal harder.

At several red lights, Sally directly sped through, relying on her superb driving skills, and reached the Loving Children’s Hospital at the fastest speed.

Driving directly into the hospital, Sally was carrying the unconscious Claire when she saw Adrian hurriedly approaching.

"Sixth Master?"

Sally hadn’t expected Adrian to be faster than her.

"How is Claire?" Adrian cautiously took his daughter from Sally’s arms, seeing his daughter’s pale face and weak body, his heart clenched.

"Claire?"

Brett Jacobs had already instructed the doctor to be prepared, and he said, "Sixth Master, quickly let the doctor treat Claire."

"Mm."

Adrian carried his daughter into the hospital, which had already been informed about the patient’s condition and was prepared.

Watching his little daughter leave his arms, blocked by a door, Adrian’s heart was in torment.

"Are you the child’s father?" a nurse asked.

"Yes."

"Please sign the surgical risk notice."

The surgical risk notice was essentially a hospital waiver contract, as any surgery carried risks, therefore a family member had to sign.

Adrian looked at her incredulously and asked, "Does she need surgery?"

"Not surgery. We will use epinephrine or metahydroxylamine intravenously and administer amobarbital, but given the patient’s very young age, our hospital has never treated such a young patient before, so we cannot guarantee the treatment will be 100% successful," the nurse patiently explained to Adrian.

"..."

"Please sign quickly. We will do our utmost to save your daughter," the nurse urged.

Adrian felt as if his daughter was going to die. That morning, he had taken her for a walk, she had smiled at him, and in just one day, now his daughter’s life was in peril.

"I won’t sign! If anything happens to my daughter, none of you present will have a good time!" Adrian declared fiercely.

In Orienta, every child is a precious jewel. The nurse had seen this situation many times, threatening, "If you don’t sign, we won’t treat the child. If the treatment is delayed..."

Adrian directly pulled a gun from Marion’s pocket, pressed it against the nurse’s temple, and then pushed the terrified nurse into the operating room.

"What... what are you doing?" The nurse asked fearfully.

Adrian closed the door, pushed the previously arrogant nurse aside, and issued a harsh ultimatum,

"If anything happens to my daughter today, you’ll all be buried with her!"

"Sir, please calm down..."

Aaron Faber came in, glanced at Adrian, then at Claire lying on the bed, adjusted his glasses, and said, "You, Charles Harris, have a six-year-old daughter named Tina Harris. Your daughter is very cute...

Claire is lonely on her own; if something happens to Claire, let your daughter accompany her."

Charles Harris’s forehead was dripping with sweat, "Who are you people really? Do you know what you’re doing is against the law?"

A nurse was attempting to discreetly press the alarm button; Adrian shot her arm, and the nurse’s arm was bleeding profusely.

"Ah..."

"Shut up, or I’ll kill you with a bullet!" Adrian’s gun aimed at the nurse’s temple, Adrian had lost all patience, and he now wanted nothing more than to kill.

Whoever comes near the gun muzzle will not be spared!

The medical staff now realized Adrian’s gun was not fake but one that could take their lives.

Dr. Carson, considering his own daughter, looked at the increasingly critical situation of the child and insisted on treating Claire despite his fear.

Everyone else gave their all, knowing that if the little girl died today, they shouldn’t think they’ll live either.