Chapter 682

Night enveloped the city, and the more restless the night, the harder it was for Alexander to endure. He couldn’t sit still for a second. He paced back and forth at the entrance of the emergency room. After Nick came out once, he never came out again. No one knew what was happening with Lily. Elara cried until she was exhausted, almost fainting several times. Blake worried about Lily while also trying to comfort Elara.

Alexander lowered his head, looking at his phone, waiting anxiously for a message from Nolan that never came. He didn’t know if he could find Emily. If he found her, would it be useless if something happened to Lily? Nick mentioned this name earlier. Did he want Alexander to find Emily now so she could help Nick save Lily?

Alexander’s mind was in turmoil. Just as he was pacing anxiously, several people suddenly approached from a distance. Alexander turned around, and one person in a blue protective suit, wearing a mask and covered tightly, caught his attention. That person looked up at him briefly, then went straight into the emergency room, surrounded by others.

Seeing this, Elara became even more worried. She grabbed someone and asked, “Who is this?” “Don’t worry, this is our cardiothoracic surgeon,” someone reassured her before quickly entering the emergency room. Alexander watched the door gradually close, his mind racing with the image of that person’s eyes. It was a woman. She only revealed a pair of eyes, without any warmth. He thought, “Who is she? And she looks familiar.”

“If something happens to Lily this time,” Blake suddenly spoke, interrupting Alexander’s thoughts. Alexander looked up. Blake was frowning. “We’ll hold the highest standard funeral.” Blake was reminded of his father’s death. Because of the Tudor family’s status, they couldn’t hold a grand funeral. This time, they would make sure to give Lily a proper burial.

“Don’t say that!” Elara interrupted him. Alexander remained silent. It was a stroke. Being able to get Lily here and still have a chance to save her was already a blessing from God. Everyone always thought she just had a heart condition, but no one expected this. All these years, Lily had worried about the Tudor family, and Alexander. Especially concerning Alexander’s marriage, she was even more worried. Looking back over the years, Alexander realized he was the unfilial one. If Lily survived this time, he would definitely be filial to her and listen to everything she said.

Time passed by, and the sky began to lighten. It started snowing outside, making the city even colder. In a daze, Alexander felt the door of the emergency room open. “She’s okay now. She can be transferred to a regular ward,” Nick said tiredly. Alexander opened his eyes and saw a figure walking past Nick, who was quickly leaving.

“Thank you, Mr. York!” Blake’s voice was filled with gratitude. Nick said, “Don’t thank me, thank Emily.” He pointed to the departing figure. Alexander looked up. He instinctively stood up, his feet moving on their own, following the figure. He hurried to catch up, ignoring Blake’s calls from behind, “Alexander, where are you going?” Alexander’s hand landed on Emily’s shoulder, and she stopped, her body pausing for a moment.

“Hello,” Alexander greeted her. The corridor was empty, so quiet that they could hear each other’s strong heartbeats. Emily lowered her head. Alexander then felt something was off.