After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 247 - 220: Half-vegetative person, worse than death (2 more updates)

Chapter 247: Chapter 220: Half-vegetative person, worse than death (2 more updates)

News that Gideon Stephens had become vegetative had reached Rowan Stephens by the next morning.

Before he even finished breakfast, he stood up abruptly, not caring that Adam was also present.

He strode toward the outside.

Yvette Foster, curious, asked, "Wasn’t he already injured?"

It was she who had injured him.

How had it worsened?

She didn’t know the extent of her actions then, but considering that the injured was an ancient martial artist, Yvette’s recent understanding of ancient martial artists suggested that they shouldn’t turn into a vegetative state.

"I’ll have someone go and take a look."

It was about Yvette, after all. She needed to understand the situation.

*

Building 1.

As soon as Pierce Stephens had come in and sat down, Elliot Xenos hurriedly came over and said, "Family leader, Gideon’s condition has worsened, he has become vegetative."

"Vegetative?"

Pierce had been pondering the news Elliot had brought back from the Taylor Family all night.

Hearing Elliot’s report, he frowned deeply.

Earlier, the doctor had said that Gideon’s injuries were not serious and would heal in a few days.

After all, as an ancient martial artist, he would recover quickly.

But now they were saying he had suddenly become vegetative, which was unimaginable.

It shouldn’t be this way.

"Find out what happened."

Elliot took the order and left.

*

Joe Stephens slammed the table furiously, and the fine pearwood table was smashed.

The faces of the doctors who came to diagnose went pale.

"Useless, all of you are useless! How can such injuries cause an ancient martial artist to become vegetative."

"Fourth Master, he is indeed in a vegetative state, and with our current capabilities, we simply cannot provide further diagnoses for ancient martial artists. We still need to ask the people from the Taylor Family to come over. As long as they intervene, Mr. Gideon’s condition can definitely be controlled."

The doctor said, visibly nervous.

The Taylor Family had already drawn back.

Even if they went now to request help, it was unlikely that the other party would send their most capable doctors.

Ancient martial artists had specialized ancient healers to treat them, while ordinary doctors outside of this circle hardly knew about ancient martial artists.

Bringing in the usual doctors would only cause shock and awe.

This was also why the Taylor Family held their prominent position among the three major families.

If an ancient martial artist was injured, without their specialized ancient healers, who possessed powerful abilities to enhance bodily healing, they could only wait for death.

It can be said that ancient martial artists sometimes truly depended on ancient healers.

"Grandfather, I’ll go and ask."

Rowan Stephens clenched his fists and spoke to Joe Stephens.

Gideon suddenly turning out like this had a significant impact on him.

And this was his own father.

He couldn’t fall.

"That won’t do, they won’t send anyone just because you show up," Kelly Stephens said anxiously, "Grandfather, they’re already in such a state now, they wouldn’t dare refuse a request from the Stephens Family. If they dare refuse, then force them to comply."

The Taylor Family was no longer the same as it had been months ago.

The Stephens family was ranked second among the three major families, while the Taylor Family was almost on par with the Lynch Family in terms of power.

The Taylor Family couldn’t possibly refuse them.

In other words, by requesting their presence to treat injuries, the Stephens Family was showing respect to the Taylor Family.

Joe Stephens gave Kelly a cold glance, "Be quiet."

Kelly, very anxious, insisted, "Grandfather, now is not the time to delay."

Joe paid no attention to Kelly’s arrogant idea and said to Rowan, "Go see your father first, then accompany me to the Taylor Family."

Rowan nodded and went upstairs to the room.

*

Freya Leonard was tending to Gideon with her still unrecovered body.

Her eyes were already red.

Seeing her son come in, her tears fell instantly, "Rowan, what are we going to do, your father has..."

"We will find a way to treat Dad’s injuries, you don’t need to worry."

"Your dad has suddenly become like this," and even aged a few years, his whole appearance was not good. Seeing an ancient martial artist turn into a vegetative state was a first for Freya, and she was extremely scared, "How could Mother not worry."

"I will find a solution," Rowan said no more, standing in the front, observing Gideon’s condition.

His brows furrowed tight.

The last time he visited, everything was still fine; he had never considered such a scenario could occur.

"Whoo, whoo..."

Gideon’s eyes were wide, and he made continuous whooing sounds like a madman.

It was completely unintelligible.

He could only watch and listen, his head struggling even to move.

His body was as stiff as if it had been filled with lead.

With Yvette’s abilities at the time, it was impossible for her to cause Gideon to end up like this.

Something else must have played a role since he had suddenly become like this.

Who exactly was it?

With so many people watching Building 11, it would have been impossible not to notice any activity.

Could even his Grandfather fail to detect the presence of the other party?

Because Joe Stephens had not detected any clues, he had assumed that it was an old injury affecting him.

"Dad, don’t worry, this time we will go to the Taylor Family and ask someone to come over and treat you."

"Whimper..."

Gideon Stephens wanted to speak, but he couldn’t utter a word.

He desperately wanted to tell Rowan Stephens that it was Chloe Stephens who caused his injury and warned him not to take any more medicine from the Taylor Family.

He was anxious, yet he was unable to convey such a fact to the people around him.

This extreme agony was even more unbearable than being killed.

"Fourth Master."

A servant from Building 11 walked in.

Joe Stephens was on the phone contacting someone when he suddenly saw the servant rush in and frowned.

The servant bowed his head and said, "Fourth Master, Mr. Adam Stephens has come to visit Mr. Gideon Stephens."

"Adam."

Joe Stephens’s brow furrowed deeper.

Adam must have come to make fun of Gideon.

"Just tell him the doctor is still examining and has no time to entertain him."

"Yes."

Hearing the servant’s words, Adam said, "I just came to take a look. Since the doctor is still examining, I won’t disturb."

The servant smiled and watched as Adam Stephens’ car drove away, then turned to see someone standing on the second floor.

It was Rowan Stephens.

Rowan Stephens heard the noise and looked down from the second floor.

Adam suddenly came to laugh at them.

Rowan clenched his fists tightly.

The situation with Gideon Stephens had erupted suddenly, catching him off guard.

They hadn’t managed to suppress the people from Building 3 yet and had suddenly suffered this blow.

He didn’t understand.

Why it was them, why not Adam’s family.

His dad got into trouble and Adam should not expect to get away with it.

No, it would be a few people from Building 3, they would not let them get away.

Rowan unclenched his fists and turned to go downstairs.

School.

"Hey, watch out for the basketball!"

As Chloe Stephens was passing by the basketball court, a gust of wind came from behind.

Without turning her head, Chloe reached back with her hand.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two sounds.

The basketball hoop fell over.

It startled the people around.

The basketball court fell silent.

No one expected the basketball hoop to be so fragile, maybe it was a coincidence, the basketball hoop had been used for a long time and deteriorated.

"Oliver Gordon, are you okay? Quick, carry him to the medical office!"

Someone suddenly shouted loudly.

Chloe kept walking forward without turning her head.

"Student over there, yes, you, you injured someone and ran."

"Hold her."

A few people blocked Chloe.

Chloe looked at them, her expression indifferent.

"Student, come with us to see if Oliver Gordon is injured anywhere."

Medical office.

Chloe stood indifferently at the doorway, watching the school doctor bandaging Oliver Gordon’s wound.

It was just a fall, a large scrape on his knee.

Nothing else was seriously wrong.

Oliver Gordon looked at Chloe and said, "Chloe, it’s okay, there’s nothing serious, you can go back to class."

"Why let her go? It was her who threw the basketball, why should she go? Chloe, you need to take care of Oliver Gordon."

A male classmate pointed at Chloe with a frown.

Chloe looked at the male student and then at Oliver Gordon.

The traces of collaboration were too obvious.