She hurriedly stepped aside, her voice filled with desperation, "Dr. Vaughn, please, save my son. I'm begging you, you must save him!"

The alarm had sent nurses and the attending doctor rushing to the scene. Under Dr. Vaughn's direction, they coordinated the emergency response.

Barclay stood by, his fists clenched, watching the scene unfold. How did things get to this point? Was Jethro's life truly in danger? All he did was throw a few kicks, and even though he had put his full strength behind them, it shouldn't have caused serious harm. After all, he hadn't used that much force; he just wanted to teach Jethro a lesson.

When Morwenna arrived, the chaos inside the room was the first thing she noticed, with Barclay standing aside, seemingly lost. She had thought Adelaide was just exaggerating to scare her. After all, with her own brother fighting for his life, how could Adelaide have time for jealousy?

Morwenna that Jethro's situation was indeed dire. Frowning, Morwenna approached the only person not involved in the immediate chaos, Barclay, and asked, "What's going on?

Constantly enduring only emboldened the bullies. So, when the occasion called for it, Morwenna didn't shy away from a fight. But, mindful of the cost of medical expenses, she always made sure to

judgment, those kicks shouldn't have caused any

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one to mince words with Morwenna, but she knew his harshness was his way of showing concern. She didn't take offense. Of

weren't caused by them, and it might involve Adelaide. He had kept this to himself until now. As Morwenna inquired, he hesitated, wanting to say more but feeling

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