Chapter 467

Author’s POV: Anya’s nose was bleeding non-stop and her white hospital gown was dyed red. She had already held on to her for too long. The tense nerves in her brain had already reached their limit. Then, they finally broke. She suffered from served depression, unable to regulate her emotions without the aid of medication. “Anya, Anya!” Kester shouted anxiously and tried to stand up from the wheelchair. Miranda was filled with terror as she swiftly moved forward to assist Anya. “Anya!” she exclaimed with concern. Evan’s POV: Seeing this, my heart jumped to my throat. “Anya, what’s wrong?” As I spoke, I rushed forward and picked Anya up from the wheelchair. “Evan, put her down!” Kester said helplessly, feeling powerless and anxious, I had no time for him. I carried Anya and hurried to the ward. “Doctor, please come quickly. The patient has lost consciousness!” I urgently called out, seeking immediate medical assistance. When doctors and nurses heard the shout, they hurriedly came over an