Chapter 339 Nine Years

"We are leaving," Robert said to Conor. Snake walked over. She wheeled Robert out. Then she closed the door. Seeing Stacey's eyes open gave Conor a glimmer of hope. He leaned in closer, his voice low and soothing. "Stacey?" There was no reaction from her. Her clear eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Conor held her hand and brought it to his lips. "Stacey, I'll do whatever it takes to wake you up completely." A faint glimmer flickered in Stacey's eyes but vanished quickly. ... Six months passed. Stacey still hadn't woken up. Everyone was on edge. By Stacey's own calculations, she should have woken up three months ago. However, half a year had gone by with no change. Conor knew something was wrong. Unfamiliar with medical practices, he called Robert for help. After half a year, Robert's gunshot wounds had healed. "When will Stacey wake up?" Conor's voice was cold. Robert checked Stacey's pulse, frowning. "Stacey's vitals have returned to normal. The queen worm in her