Chapter 376: Chapter 376: Disfigured!
Ten minutes later, the frequency of coughing dropped from dozens of times a minute to less than ten times a minute.
Even the pain in the lungs had significantly eased. Young Master Crawford, who had been tormented by this pain and unable to sleep well, felt the change distinctly!
"Is this the spiritual medicine?" Young Master Crawford exclaimed with joy, his eyes filled with excitement as he looked at Ann Vaughn. "Am I cured?!"
Ann Vaughn couldn’t help but laugh, "Everything requires a gradual process. You’ve been ill for a long time, so persistent treatment and proper rest are necessary for a possible recovery."
All these misleading ideas have been instigated by Cynthia Sheridan; there’s no such thing as an immediate-effect spiritual medicine in this world.
It’s just that the cancer cell inhibitor she extracted does indeed have an astonishing effect akin to ’spiritual medicine.’
Moreover, this inhibitor is suitable for controlling any type of cancer cell.
Young Master Crawford and his assistant were overly excited, only remembering to inform others so they too could know the good news after a while.
"Miss Vaughn, please take a break downstairs, have something to eat. Our master and mistress will return soon. They are determined to thank you personally, so please stay!"
Unable to refuse their warm hospitality, Ann Vaughn went downstairs with Sherry.
As soon as she reached the corner, Ann Vaughn noticed Cynthia Sheridan bumping into her from behind, and quickly dodged to the side.
"Don’t be complacent; perhaps it’s just that the effect of my spiritual medicine happened to take hold, like a blind cat catching a dead rat!"
Cynthia Sheridan, realizing she hadn’t bumped into Ann Vaughn, left angrily, the sound of her high heels echoing as she walked away briskly.
"I really want to give her a good beating." Ann Vaughn’s mouth twitched; if she hadn’t dodged quickly earlier, she would have been knocked down the stairs.
If Cynthia Sheridan hadn’t left at that moment, Ann Vaughn would definitely have let her taste what a spicy slap feels like.
She’s really asking for it.
In the downstairs living room, the servant, upon receiving instructions, quickly arranged the food and red tea on the table, "Please enjoy."
Ann Vaughn, feeling a bit hungry, ate a few desserts and drank some red tea, finally feeling her stomach was filled.
"Ah!" Suddenly, an indescribable burning sensation spread across Ann Vaughn’s facial skin, as if pricked by countless tiny needles.
The pain made her cry out uncontrollably as she tightly covered her cheek with her palm.
Drip, drip.
Bright red blood dripped down Ann Vaughn’s slender fingers, startling Sherry.
"Annie, your face?!"
Ann Vaughn felt as if her cheeks were on fire, her vision obscured by the spreading blood, unable to see anything.
The increasingly intense pain gnawed like a corrosive force, almost making her faint from the agony!
Sherry, urgently called an ambulance, and when she tried to give Ann Vaughn an antidote pill, she realized Ann had already fainted!
"How did this happen?!"
During the chaotic turmoil here, Cynthia Sheridan walked out from a nearby corner, observing the commotion in the living room, a near-maniacal twist of excitement on her face.
"It’s done; even if she doesn’t die, that face is definitely ruined!"
"Great, now it’s time for us to settle accounts." Jane Sheridan coldly said, hanging up the phone.
Cynthia didn’t care; seeing Ann Vaughn’s face ruined made her so happy she could have announced it to the world!
All these years, her life had been overshadowed by Ann Vaughn’s delicate, beautiful face!
Later, she managed to alter her looks to resemble Ann, fooling everyone except Cyrus Hawthorne!
The pain she felt when her face was cut —
Now Ann Vaughn would endure ten or even a hundred times that pain!
She did not believe that without that enchanting face, Ann Vaughn would retain any value!
"Ha, thank me for showing you the true nature of this world, Ann Vaughn." Cynthia Sheridan took a good look at the living room before turning to leave.
...
Imperial Capital First Hospital.
This incident originated in the Crawford Family, and among the elite circles where information is quickly exchanged, the news of Ann Vaughn’s poisoning and disfigurement swiftly spread.
Not only did Silas Kane and Luke come, but even Quinn, who flew around for her notices, hurried over.
Upon receiving the call, Susie Sommers immediately cast aside Julian Master Moore and rushed to the hospital.
"Annie, how is she? Is the injury severe? Who on earth poisoned her food?!" Susie was about to explode with anger, bombarding Mark Joyce at the entrance of the operating room.
"Miss Sommers, please calm down." Mark Joyce said calmly, "We’ll only know the specifics once the surgery is over."
"Where’s your president? Annie is in surgery, yet he’s nowhere to be seen!" Susie couldn’t calm down; just hearing Sherry’s words on the phone nearly drove her crazy!
"I’m sorry, I can’t disclose that."
"You!"
Seeing Susie about to lose it, Quinn hurriedly pulled her aside, "Don’t worry, Annie will be okay; just patiently wait for the results."
Susie nodded perfunctorily, so distracted that she didn’t recognize Quinn, the actress invited by television stations for appearances.
An hour later, the surgery ended.
Ann Vaughn, her face wrapped in bandages, was wheeled out of the operating room, her eyes closed, still unconscious.
At this moment, a throng of reporters suddenly surged towards this side, furiously snapping shots of Ann Vaughn, lying on the hospital bed!
"Could you tell us if Miss Vaughn has been disfigured? Could you explain the specific reason?"
"Or is it a case of backlash from the recently launched Fragrant Dew product by Vaughn Clinic, and Ann Vaughn suffering as a result?"
"Could you explain please, will Miss Vaughn’s face ever recover?"
"What is your opinion on this situation?"
The reporters crowded together, nearly forcing Ann Vaughn off the hospital bed!
Silas Kane immediately instructed Quinn to take Luke back, then pushed away some reporters attempting to take close-up shots of Ann Vaughn’s face!
"Everyone, please be sensible; this is a hospital!"
Recognizing him as President of The Levitt Group, reporters went even crazier, "What is President Kane’s relationship with Miss Vaughn? Are you under Miss Vaughn’s spell as well?"
"Will Miss Vaughn be your second wife?"
"Could you please..."
Hearing these words, Susie looked upset, but she knew now wasn’t the time for nonsense with fools.
As Silas and Mark blocked the reporters, she helped the doctors move Ann Vaughn to her room.
Once the hospital security expelled the reporters, the floor finally regained some peace.
Even so, the outside world was already in an uproar.
[Tragic! Former Hawthorne Group President’s wife disfigured! Prognosis: no chance of recovery!]
[Suspected Vaughn Clinic’s Fragrant Dew product quality issues, current owner suffers severe backlash!]
[Deceitful Clinic, gifting customers with products causing facial decay!]