The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill novel Chapter 62

They soon arrived at Jondalia Private Hospital.

When Scarlett arrived at the ward, she saw Caleb surrounded by a group of middle-aged doctors in the hallway. They were all anxiously debating treatment plans.

Caleb looked awful—his hair was a mess, and his whole demeanor radiated frustration and restlessness.

"No, no, absolutely not! Mr. Stroud's body can’t take any more of this!"

He rejected every proposal the other doctors came up with.

"Mr. Gaztrict, please reconsider. Mr. Stroud can't wait any longer."

"That's right, sir. This is the only way left."

"If you still can't make a decision, I'm afraid Mr. Stroud..."

Sensing someone approaching, Caleb suddenly looked up. His dull eyes lit up like he'd just found a lifeline.

"Ms. Quinn, come with me quickly. Take a look at Mr. Stroud!"

An elderly man, Noah Gaztrict, who had been sitting silently on a bench, suddenly spoke up. "Caleb! What do you think you're doing?"

He leaned on a cane, his white hair stark and his face deeply lined with age. He had an air of powerful authority.

"How could you let a little girl near Mr. Stroud at a time like this? You must be out of your mind!"

Caleb grabbed Scarlett by the arm, too rushed to explain to him. "Grandpa, I have to let her try. I'll explain everything later."

"Stop them!" the old man ordered.

Immediately, several men in black blocked the door.

"Grandpa, trust me. Right now, she's our only chance!"

Noah slowly stood up, his voice stern. "Mr. Becker's disciple already tried, and you saw the result! And now you want to place your hopes on a young girl? You've clearly lost your sense of judgment!"