The people of the top four richest families collapsed to the ground, begging desperately.
However, they were all coldly dragged away.
Everyone else was pale with fear, afraid to make a sound.
No one expected that the Night City ribbon-cutting ceremony would start with such a scene…
The methods of the Governor of the Eastern Region were ruthless.
However, this was purely Carl seeking death. Daring to cause trouble under such a formidable presence was like asking for his own demise.
Central Hospital in Stresall, Countless doctors looked anxious as they entered and exited the special ward. The hospital director was covered in cold sweat, trembling as he spoke, “Sir…”
“Ma’ma is not in serious condition, just temporarily unconscious from a head injury. However, the wound on her face is too deep. I am afraid…”
“Do you have confidence in preventing scarring?” Quentin interrupted directly.
“Well…” The director wiped his sweat, “With the current technology of our hospital, it’s not possible.”
“Leave.” Quentin didn’t say much, but his tone grew colder.
The director left the ward as if fleeing.
Quentin took out his phone and dialed a number, ordering coldly, “Get the people from the National Hospital here for me, immediately. Get the national physician who specializes in scar recovery!”
Chad and Zaid entered cautiously.
“General Quincy…”
Quentin’s tone was icy. “Have those people been dealt with?”
“They’ve been taken care of.”
Chad’s eyes flashed with killing intent as he cursed, “Damn it, General Quincy, the Hill family dared to lay hands on Ma’ma, they’re asking for death!”
“I’ll immediately gather the troops and wipe them out!”
He came from a military background, somewhat impulsive.
“The Hill family?”
A flash of killing intent flickered in Quentin’s eyes. “I’ll go personally. I want to personally behead Jadyn to mourn my parents.”
“Make your own arrangements for your troops.”
“Yes!” The two immediately nodded. They knew that after tonight, there would be no Hill family in Stresall!
Quentin sat by the bedside, tightly holding Charlotte’s hand, his eyes filled with anxiety and guilt…
Two hours later, Charlotte slowly woke up, her eyes meeting Quentin’s by her bedside.
“Charlotte, you’re finally awake!” Quentin’s bloodshot eyes showed a hint of joy. “It’s okay; it’s okay.”
He gently stroked Charlotte’s hair, soothing her softly.
“Quentin, what happened afterward? I… I saw a masked man with a group of people coming in…”
“That was the newly appointed Governor of the Eastern Region. He arrived just in time and saved you,” Quentin smiled.
Charlotte’s eyes reddened. “If he hadn’t arrived in time, I would have…”
“Quentin… am I very ugly now? I’ve been disfigured.”
Feeling the pain on her face, tears streamed down her cheeks.
A beautiful woman like her couldn’t accept the fact of being disfigured.
Quentin comforted her, “Don’t worry, I’ll get the best doctors to restore you! I promise you!”
“If I become ugly, will you despise me?”
“I won’t.” Quentin gently caressed her face with heartache. “You’ve given me two treasures, how could I despise you? Besides, I’m not handsome, where do I get the courage to despise you?”
Charlotte burst into laughter.
“I promise, within at most half a month, your face will return to its previous appearance, without a scar left.”
“You’ll be even more beautiful than before.”
“Mm.” Although Charlotte didn’t fully believe it, Quentin’s comfort made her feel much better instantly.
Outside, rhythmic footsteps suddenly sounded.
Four men and one woman appeared outside the ward.
“Is Mr. Holland here?”
One of the young men in plain clothes asked, “We are doctors from the National Hospital.”