I've just performed hypnosis and haven't even made the mental connection. How could this suddenly endanger his life? The Fletcher family must have hidden his medical history and caused me to make a wrong judgment.

“This really has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with me at all.”

As Yolanda spoke, she slid off the bed and strode toward the door. Now that someone's life was at stake, Yolanda would not just sit still and wait to be arrested. Tamara saw her running away so irresponsibly.

She could not help but grit her teeth in anger and shouted at the housekeeper outside, “Stop her! Don't let her escape! If anything happens to Sloan, I'll definitely hold her accountable.”

Upon seeing that the door was blocked, Yolanda knew she could not get out, and her legs gave out.

She collapsed onto the floor, and her face turned as white as a sheet. At that moment, hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor. In the next second, several doctors rushed in from outside.

Tamara anxiously requested, “Please come over quickly and take a look. Save Sloan, please!”

A middle-aged doctor went forward. After the doctor examined Sloan for a moment, his face suddenly darkened.

“Mrs. Fletcher, please step aside. We need to perform CPR on your husband, as he is currently in a life-threatening situation.”

Tamara was so frightened that her legs went weak. She had just managed to stand up but fell back onto the bed again.

“B-But it was just hypnosis. How could it threaten his life? D-Did you make a mistake?”

The middle-aged doctor did not have time to answer her questions and gestured for two housekeepers to pull her aside.

Next, the rescue and treatment continued amid a chaotic situation, including taking X-rays and performing CPR.

The fluctuations on the electrocardiogram continued to weaken, eventually forming a nearly straight line. Sloan never once opened his eyes from the beginning till the end.


His face was extremely pale, and he was lying stiffly in bed. He looked no different from a dead person.

Tamara stumbled forward and grabbed the doctor's wrist as she asked anxiously, “How is it? Did you manage to save him?”

The attending doctor's gaze fell on Sloan's face and lingered for a moment before he turned to look at the equipment beside him and let out a soft sigh.

“Mrs. Fletcher, please be mentally prepared. It seems that your husband's nervous system may have been damaged by hypnosis, causing him to fall into a deep sleep. I'm not entirely sure about his condition, but it's somewhat similar to a vegetative state.”

When Tamara heard the term “vegetative state,” her face immediately turned pale.

A vegetative person was not much different from a dead person. They were barely surviving.

Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the edge of the bed. Her voice quivered as she asked, “Is there no way to wake him from a coma? What about medicine? Can we wake him up if we give him medicine?”

The attending doctor shook his head.

“I'm sorry, we've done our best. We've tried every possible method to save him, but it was all in vain. I'm afraid it's very unlikely that he'll wake up.”

At this point, the attending doctor paused, pondered for a moment, and then tentatively suggested, “However, we can try using the dream-tailoring skill to wake him up.”

Tamara suddenly snapped out of her daze. She quickly stood up and strode to the door.

Then she grabbed Yolanda's wrist and said furiously, “Go and undo the hypnosis right now. If he doesn't wake up, I'll make sure to send you to jail!” Yolanda shook her head vigorously.

“It wasn't me. I didn't do anything to him. H-He's now in a vegetative state. My dream-tailoring skill isn't good enough to enter his dreams while he's unconscious. Don't force me to do it.”

Tamara's entire body shook in anger.

She has caused Sloan to turn into this state, yet she has the nerve to tell me not to force her.

Tamara completely lost her patience and raised her arm to give Yolanda two tight slaps across the face.

“If you don't want to die, go wake him up. Got it?”

Yolanda was so terrified that she rolled her eyes and passed out right away. Tamara stared at the useless woman lying at her feet. Consumed by fury, she clutched her chest and took a few deep breaths. At that moment, Raiden strode in from outside.

“What's going on? How could someone who was perfectly fine just a moment ago suddenly fall into a deep coma and can't even regain his consciousness now?”

Upon seeing her son, Tamara hugged him as if she had seen a savior.

“Raiden, I was wrong. I shouldn't have ignored your words and allowed such an amateur to perform a second hypnosis on your father. Now that such a tragic situation has happened, what should I do? What should I do?”

Raiden shook his head.

“There's nothing I can do, too. As I told you before, Josiah passed on all his lifelong knowledge to his disciple, Ethereal. Although Yolanda is Josiah's daughter, she has only learned a bit of those skills. You didn't listen to me, and now this tragedy has happened, you can't blame anyone else.”

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