Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 658

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession Series 658**
**Chapter 658: Lilian’s Coma**

Morris approached Sebastian, the report in his hand, its pages crisp and clinical. “Here you go. The report indicates nothing out of the ordinary. The wound is slightly infected, but aside from that, there’s nothing else to worry about,” he stated, his tone a mix of professionalism and concern.

Sebastian, however, was far from reassured. His voice was icy as he retorted, “Nothing wrong? How can you say that? She’s still unconscious, and the wound has turned black. That’s not just unusual; it’s alarming. How can your machines fail to detect something so evident?” His frustration was palpable, a storm brewing beneath his calm exterior.

From the side, Mr. Jorge chimed in, his voice steady but tinged with confusion. “I assure you, there truly is nothing alarming in the report. I’ve scrutinized it myself. All tests, every indicator, are normal. It’s baffling, really. Kingston Hospital is renowned for its medical standards; it’s nearly impossible for a test to yield false results.”

Sebastian’s jaw clenched in anger. “So what are we supposed to do? Just stand by and let her lie there, trapped in this endless sleep?” His words were sharp, each one laced with desperation.

Noah, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up, his expression mirroring the weight of the situation. “We understand your frustration, Sebastian. But for now, all we can do is wait and see if Lilian’s body reveals any further changes. Perhaps her condition just hasn’t manifested in a way we can currently detect.” His voice was calm, but the worry in his eyes betrayed his own unease.

Sebastian turned his gaze back to Lilian, who lay so still on the hospital bed. She had been a beacon of hope for so many, yet here she was, unable to save herself. The irony was cruel, and he felt a profound sense of tragedy wash over him.

Meanwhile, within the sanctuary of her own mind, Lilian found herself immersed in the tranquil waters of the courtyard’s purification pool. She savored a ripe peach, its sweetness a stark contrast to the chaos outside. Today’s toxin had been particularly potent, and had she not been clever enough to retreat into this safe space immediately, the repercussions could have been disastrous.

Nearby, Little Fox crouched, clutching a peach in its tiny paws, gnawing at it with a look of disdain. “Honestly, you’re so embarrassing, getting hurt by someone. I’m starting to wonder if acknowledging you as my mother was a mistake,” it remarked, its tone dripping with playful sarcasm.

Lilian playfully tapped Little Fox on the head. “Haven’t you heard the saying? A child doesn’t care if its mother is ugly. So if you keep complaining, I might just toss you out of here. Without me, you’d still be stuck in that jade!”

“It was a jade, not a stone!” Little Fox corrected, puffing out its chest.

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