Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Zinnia was in a coma. She was already in poor health when the blood draw triggered a heart attack.

Had Yannis and the others not kept a team of cardiology specialists on standby outside, Zinnia wouldn’t have received timely treatment. The consequences would have been catastrophic.

The situation remained grim. She showed no signs of waking up. Zinnia’s body was completely drained. She couldn’t take any more abuse.

“Zinnia’s condition worsens. We must schedule the surgery immediately.” Nathan wheeled himself slowly into the hospital room, his pale, gaunt face etched with grave sorrow.

Nathan gazed at Zinnia lying on the bed, her complexion ashen, the lively spark in her eyes extinguished, lips colorless, long lashes resting limply.

An IV drip was attached to her hand. The monitor emitted a cold, relentless beeping.

A week ago, after receiving the antidote, the deterioration of Nathan’s body gradually came to a halt.

This universal antidote formula worked wonders, even slowly restoring his depleted body.

When Nathan woke up, he was told that Zinnia was in a coma. In that instant, it felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

Nathan thought, ‘Zinnia must have anticipated this outcome. No one knows her condition better than she does. In her current state, giving blood was practically trading her life for it.’

After waking up, Nathan checked Zinnia’s pulse and found her body had reached its breaking point. The strain had triggered a heart attack, leaving her in a comatose state.

Her body and her heart could no longer hold on. Zinnia remained in a comatose state solely because Nathan performed acupuncture to temporarily stabilize her condition.

But given her critical condition, the surgery presented only two possible outcomes. One, she died on the operating table. Two, the surgery succeeded, and she survived.

Zinnia’s life hung by a thread, sustained solely by Nathan’s efforts. But that fragile thread could snap at any moment. This time, even Nathan was powerless to help a lot.

One shock after another these days had pushed Zinnia’s heart to its breaking point.

At those words, Yannis and Jackson’s breathing grew labored.

Yannis‘ voice was hoarse, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zinnia. “Is surgery the only option left?” he asked.

He gazed at Zinnia lying on the bed, consumed by guilt. ‘Had I not agreed to her request, she wouldn’t be lying here in a coma now,‘ Yannis thought bitterly.

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Zinnia’s life hung by a thread. Only two choices remained,

keep

lose. Jackson frowned and asked, “What about

voice was hoarse. “I’ll handle the Evans

the ward, and the moment she saw Zinnia lying

months. How could her condition have worsened so much?‘ Maisie thought, overwhelmed by

to her for a while?” Yannis stood outside the door, listening to

Maisie. Please wake up, won’t you? Talk to me, please?” Maisie stood beside the hospital bed, bending forward

blank with shock. Without a second thought, she skipped class and had her mother arrange a private jet to rush her

pleaded, the

spilled down Maisie’s cheeks as she broke

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the tightly closed hospital room door, none of them daring

Yannis said flatly

intently on Zinnia, unconscious in the hospital bed. She froze

just two months? The girl who was once so full of life is now lying

doctor herself, yet even with all the top specialists

entered with stiff, hesitant

and the others

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bed, her eyes swollen from crying. When she saw Lydia and the others

on you.” Ethan’s gaze fell on

call and rushed off in a hurry. Ethan and the others sensed. something was wrong

her. Since Zinnia had previously given Lydia the address, they managed to get

to Zinnia’s place, Lydia brought them

alert, and

ran into Yannis. Yannis then escorted them upstairs. They followed him all the

quiet it sent chills

hospital room and saw Zinnia lying motionless on the bed, all their worst fears were confirmed. Something had really happened

down. In a trembling whisper, she pleaded, “Zinnia, didn’t you say you’d

hands were even colder, a chill that seeped straight from her heart. As she gazed

might be going to school

“My brother knows a leading heart