CHAPTER 750: CHAPTER 750: FOUND THE ONE WHO HASN’T APPEARED

Hospital entrance.

As it neared three o’clock in the afternoon, the sun still hung high above, a gust of wind blew past, rustling the hem of her coat.

Even the hair tucked behind her ears became quite messy.

Her gaze was unsettled, and suddenly, she recalled that night over half a month ago.

If she had known the outcome would be like this, she certainly wouldn’t have allowed Jasper Sinclair to leave Stanton City.

Sadly... there’s no foresight in this world, nor any remedy for regret.

Lily Sloan’s voice sounded behind her, "Nora, are you heading home?"

"Do you have anywhere you want to go?" she asked in return.

"No."

With things having developed to this point, Lily had no interest in shopping.

After another moment of silence, Nora decided to go to the dock, her low spirits mingling with the wind, making the breeze feel desolate.

To this day, there’s still one person yet to appear.

...

"Excuse me, rescue team, have you saved this girl?" Nora brought out a photo of Hannah Sinclair, asking the rescue team members one by one at the dock.

"Some of the victims, when rescued, their faces are so unclear that we can’t recognize them just from a photo!"

After repeatedly hitting a dead end, Francis became upset.

Upon finding the next rescue personnel, he thrust the photo into their face, "Look closely, did you save this person or not!"

It was the first time Nora heard Francis speak English; she always thought he didn’t understand it.

This time, Francis’s emotions had an effect.

The rescue team member provided them with a piece of information with clues: "Victims rescued are usually sent to Meyer University Hospital, you might want to check there for the answers you’re seeking."

Nora expressed her gratitude.

The group left the dock, heading to the address provided by the rescue team.

This address wasn’t far from the hospital where Jasper Sinclair was located; the round trip took nearly two hours.

"By the time we arrive, the hospital should be off duty, right?" Lily posed the question.

She was sometimes careless, sometimes meticulous.

Thus, Nora made a call to Tanya Jennings, stating her needs.

Within just ten minutes, Tanya replied with a message.

"Someone will be responsible for receiving you."

This sentence served as a reassurance.

Tanya’s efficiency in handling matters was comparable to Louis Hayes, worthy of being a product of a family upbringing.

Meyer University Hospital.

A girl dressed in a pale pink nurse uniform waited in the lobby for them.

Three Asian faces gathered together, making it difficult not to draw attention.

Therefore, the moment they stepped into the hospital lobby, the girl approached them.

"Quanna, entrusted by Mr. Jennings, I’ll guide you to find your friend."

Quanna was Nora’s new English name; being addressed as ’Young Madam’ all day felt quite awkward; she didn’t want people to know her true identity, so she found a name that could substitute Nora.

Under the guidance of the medical personnel, their quest to find Hannah Sinclair proceeded particularly smoothly.

Upon reaching the thirteenth ward, Nora saw a face devoid of makeup.

Hannah Sinclair was lying in bed, with a senior caregiver attending to her daily needs in the room.

Her room was filled with various medical instruments, and her right leg was wrapped in gauze like a dumpling.

Evidently, the injury was severe.

When she saw Nora, she was utterly astonished.