Chapter 155
The blade sliced through the palm of her hand. Bright red blood dripped onto the ground, drop by drop.
Flora’s expression darkened. Her eyebrows drooped, adding a touch of cold ferocity.
She kicked him in the face, sending him sprawling.
Then, with another kick, she stomped between his legs.
The man let out a piercing scream.
Flora stomped twice more.
When the scene was almost under control, Flora tumed her head to look at Alsha. She was crouched in a corner, clutching her head and muttering something, her eyes filled with madness and loss of control.
“Are yo
you okay?” Flora walked over to her and squatted down in front of her
“Aaaaah!” Aisha screamed, wildly flailing her arms, her eyes bloodshot
At that moment, Connor and Ray quickly ran over
Seeing Flora’s blood–soaked hand, Connor’s pupils shrank. He grabbed her hand abruptly.
“It’s nothing, just a superficial wound.” Flom said nonchalantly, “But Aisha, I don’t know what’s wrong with her.”
Ray squatted down, checking Aisha and saying with an urgent tone, “Aisha, are you okay?”
“Go away! Go away! Go away!” Aisha screamed. Suddenly, she grabbed her own neck as if she couldn’t breathe. “Cough, cough cough…”
Aisha struggled, her face turning paler and paler
Ray was shocked. Was she having an attack again?
It had been a long time since Aisha had an attack. This time, it must have been triggered by some shock.
Ray humedly removed the locket from around her neck, placing it under her nose.
Aishas condition seemed to improve slightly, but she still struggled to breathe, making a gasping sound.
The locket’s efficacy was almost gone: naturally, it couldn’t help Aisha.
Flora sighed, squatted down, and pushed Ray aside, “Step back.”
She quickly took out a bottle of refined essential oil from her bag, dropping two drops on each of Aisha’s temples, and another two drops under her nose and behind her ears.
Ray was alarmed. Flora, don’t mess around!“
But miraculously, right after Flora finished these actions, Aisha’s breathing gradually stabilized, and her pale complexion improved.
Connor’s gaze at Flora turned meaningful
Ray was overjoyed, but the next second, Aisha collapsed onto the ground, falling into unconsciousness.
Flora frowned, “I suspect she has a neurological problem. We should hurry and get her to a hospital.”
At the General Hospital.
Outside the emergency room, Ray paced back and forth anxiously, almost going mad, wishing he could just rush in
Connor and Flora sat on the cold benches. Floras hand had been treated and bandaged. Fortunately, the cut wasn’t deep and hadn’t reached the bone.
After a while, the door to the emergency room opened, and a group of doctors came out.
The best neurosurgeons of the hospital were all here.
“How is she?” Ray quickly asked
“We found that Miss Aisha has a foreign mass in the back of her brain, which must be removed as soon as possible.”
“Does it require brain surgery?” Ray tensed up.
“It must be operated on to remove the mass, but it’s too close to the brain nerves, and our ability might not suffice.”
The slightest mistake could lead to brain death, a risk they couldn’t take.
Just as Ray was about to explode with anger, the doctor quickly added, “In this country, probably only one person can perform this