Logan dared not think too much about it. He was sad about what Franklin was suffering from.

Franklin took the binoculars and stood on the fifth floor of the hospital across the street, looking inside the lounge of the research lab.

The sight of Sylvia lying quietly and weakly on the bed almost killed him.

He thought, “Doesn't the medicine work? Why is she still in a coma? It is not supposed to be like this. The prescription for that antidote costs 100 million. They don't have to lie to me."

Just then, Sylvia, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. She felt confused with a blank mind.

It took a while for her to realize what was going on.

She looked at Logan with empty eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

"7 p.m." Logan said with a worried face, "Sylvia, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

"My head is pounding. It seems like the poison is more intense than before." Sylvia shook her head. As she spoke, she began to vomit blood.

It was sticky and warm.

Blood kept trickling down the corner of her lips.

Even the quilt was stained.

Overcome with dizziness, Sylvia nearly passed out.

"Sylvia!"

"Sylvia!"

Mark, Vaild, and Logan exclaimed simultaneously.

Sylvia tried her best to look at them and asked, "What ... what's wrong?"

"Sylvia, your hair..." Logan pointed painfully at Sylvia's long hair and stared in disbelief.

her hair, only to find a large handful of hair in her

was falling out

was a large number

with a smile, "I want to know whether the antidote is working. I find it

forced a smile

with tears in his eyes, "Sylvia, you don't have to

is born to die, sooner or later.” Sylvia smiled and looked even

and kept looking at her

pained

to rush over and hold her tightly in his arms. Sylvia's hair

frail look and pale smile

was overwhelmed by

didn't know what Sylvia said, he could guess it

I will protect you even if the whole

this, he took out his phone and

don't you reply to me?

bed, heard her

and found it was a message

and stared blankly at the phone

she

I've been quite busy lately, and I'm on a

Sylvia lied.

would find her

was

overcome with grief

with trembling fingers, "Sweetie, can you send me

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to see her a little longer,” Franklin

chair for you," Jasper hurriedly

lounge, Sylvia asked, "Do you have a

you need a

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