He had sent the message without real hope for a quick response. Yet, Hades responded promptly.
Austen quickly sent the hospital address and location to Hades. Thirty minutes later, Katelyn arrived at the hospital. The hospital staff had been informed of Hades’ arrival and were waiting by the elevator. As Katelyn exited the elevator, a group of people in white coats greeted her with a simultaneous bow, saying, “Welcome, Hades.”
The greeting nearly startled her. She frowned, bypassing the group of doctors, and looked straight at Austen, who was off to the side, asking, “Where is the patient?”
Austen moved forward, bowing slightly. “This way, please, Hades.” Katelyn followed him.
They entered a top-tier VIP ward, which was well-equipped and elegantly arranged. The room was adorned with delicate sheer curtains, simple furniture, and a bouquet of pink roses on the table, filling the air with a subtle fragrance stirred by the night breeze.
Katelyn frowned and said in a firm voice, “Close the window.”
Austen hesitated briefly, then hurried to close it.
Meanwhile, Elora, dressed in a white gauze gown, was restrained on the bed, writhing continuously. Her face twisted in distress, and she screamed, “Ah, let me go! I want to go to the battlefield! I am a fearless warrior!”
Her long hair was tangled wildly around her head, in complete chaos. She bore no resemblance to the dignified Elora she had once been.
Katelyn walked over and took her hand. In that instant, Elora ceased her movements, and her agitation seemed to ebb away. She looked at Katelyn with a puzzled expression and said, “Who are you? Don’t interfere with my duties as a general, or I will kill you!”
Her eyes hardened suddenly. Her intent to harm was palpable, and she lunged for Katelyn’s face.
Katelyn reacted swiftly. With a quick, precise chop to Elora’s neck, Elora was subdued. In the next moment, Elora’s body went completely limp in her arms.
The medical team, which had been waiting outside, rushed into the room at that moment. Seeing Elora unconscious in Katelyn’s arms, they all fell silent. Their gazes shifted towards Austen involuntarily. Yet, Austen maintained a composed expression, showing no signs of anger. Under other circumstances, such treatment of Elora might have resulted in severe consequences.
Katelyn glanced at the group of doctors and instructed, “Get the operating room ready. I need to operate right away. Have all of the patient’s detailed information ready in five minutes.”
The doctors quickly acknowledged her commands, responding, “Yes!” The hospital sprang into action, bustling with preparations due to Katelyn’s directives.
Austen approached Katelyn, his head bowed slightly. “Hades, do you need my help?”
His concern for Elora was evident in his eyes, though he strived to contain his emotions.
Katelyn gave him a brief glance and spoke in a low voice. “Yes, you need to wait here.”
Austen was taken aback. Clearly, Katelyn’s directive had caught him off guard. He remained silent and simply nodded his head in agreement, responding, “Okay.”
The surgical team swiftly arrived with the patient transfer bed. Without hesitation, Katelyn lifted Elora onto the bed. The nurses got busy setting up for the surgery.
One nurse handed over Elora’s medical records to Katelyn. Katelyn began to examine the documents attentively.
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