Claire lay curled up in bed, her face flushed, her feverish body feeling as if it had just emerged from a furnace. Her lips were dry and cracked, and she let out pained groans, clutching the sheets tightly as though doing so could ease the turmoil within her.
Beside her, Aberdeen was at a loss, wringing his hands anxiously. Grace and May watched with tear-filled eyes, their hearts aching as if they were being cut by a knife at the sight of Claire’s suffering.
When Sean entered the room, he didn't hesitate. He scooped Claire into his arms and dashed downstairs. He could feel the intense heat radiating from her, as if it might burn him.
“Hospital!” Sean commanded with stern urgency.
The group hurried downstairs and piled into the car. During the drive, May suddenly recalled something and said urgently, “Don’t take her to Cresthaven General Hospital. Head to Cresthaven Memorial Hospital instead.”
The Linwood family, along with Vincent and Brian, were at the General Hospital. They were a troublesome bunch, and Claire always seemed to have misfortune when encountering them. This time, they had to ensure Miss Claire was far from the Linwood family.
Liam pressed the gas pedal harder, and the car sped forward like an arrow released from a bow. In less than twenty minutes, they arrived at Cresthaven Memorial Hospital.
Coincidentally, Victor and his colleagues had just finished an academic conference at the hospital and were preparing to return to the General Hospital. Despite Victor’s often nonchalant and cavalier demeanor, he was a leading doctor at Cresthaven General Hospital, highly respected in the medical field. As such, he frequently attended academic conferences and seminars as a representative of exceptional doctors.
As they were chatting and laughing, making their way out of the hospital building, Sean rushed past them with Claire in his arms, heading straight for the emergency room. Aberdeen, Grace, and May followed, panting heavily.
In that brief moment, Victor paused, a flash of surprise and confusion crossing his eyes. Instinctively, he glanced back, only to catch the fading figure of Sean’s tall, imposing silhouette, Claire’s long hair swaying as he moved away.
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