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.

only

hair was

a large number of

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

smile with a

in his eyes, "Sylvia, you don't have

is born to die,

street and kept looking at her

was pained to see

to rush over and hold her tightly in his arms. Sylvia's hair was long and beautiful, but she was losing them,

look and pale smile all

was overwhelmed

to be tough?" Although Franklin didn't know what Sylvia said, he could guess it according

to bite this off. I will protect you even if the

out his phone

why don't you reply to me? What are

the bed, heard her

up curiously and found it was a message from Franklin

her eyes and stared

a while, she began

just woke up from a nap. I've been quite busy lately, and I'm on a business trip,

Sylvia lied.

her

was also

overcome with grief and

barely typed with trembling fingers, "Sweetie, can you send

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see her a little longer,” Franklin said

a chair for

Sylvia asked, "Do you have

you need a mirror for?" Logan asked

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