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She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 204

The two of them walked side by side, chatting as they crossed the street.

For a moment, Sabrina felt a bit dazed to see such a familiar face so close.

As they reached the other side, a crowd caught their attention—a group of people had gathered, voices buzzing with concern.

Neither Sabrina nor Stella were ever ones to get involved in a commotion. After a quick glance, they planned to head straight for the café.

“Maybe you should just wait for the ambulance,” someone called out from the crowd.

“Hurry, help her up—” another anxious voice urged.

The two women paused and looked toward the commotion.

A young man was crouched down, trying to lift an elderly woman onto his back. She was clearly unconscious, and panic was written all over his face.

More passersby stopped to stare. The young man managed to hoist the old woman onto his back and started forward, shouting, “Move! Someone get the driver—bring the car around!”

The crowd parted to make way.

Sabrina and Stella stepped aside as well, catching only a glimpse of the man’s back.

Yet something about his frantic voice struck Sabrina as vaguely familiar. But with all the panic, she couldn’t quite place it.

Stella mumbled, “Why is he carrying her like that? That’s not right.”

“What do you mean?” Sabrina asked.

“She’s just unconscious. He should lay her flat and wait for the paramedics. Carrying her like this, he could make things worse.”

Sabrina snapped out of her daze and came over to see if she could help, her expression calm once again.

Stella didn’t hesitate. She knelt beside the woman and began massaging specific pressure points, glancing up at the man and saying, “Clear the crowd.”

While the man stood by, wracked with worry, the old woman’s eyelids fluttered—she was coming to.

The onlookers gasped in amazement. This young woman really did know what she was doing.

With relief flooding his face, the man rushed to his mother’s side. “Mom, Mom, are you alright?”

Stella shot him a look. “Don’t talk to her yet. She’s only just regained consciousness.”

The man immediately quieted, dropping to his knees beside his mother, completely forgetting his composure as he waited anxiously by her side.

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