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.

to my hair?" Sylvia scratched her hair, only

was

pillow was a large number

"I want to know whether the antidote is

forced a smile with a pale

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

worry about. Everyone is born to die, sooner or later.” Sylvia smiled and looked

and kept looking at her

was pained to see

Sylvia's hair was long and

frail look and pale smile all wrenched at

was overwhelmed by

still trying to be tough?" Although Franklin didn't know what Sylvia said, he could guess it according to her expression. Franklin's eyes darkened

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

this, he took out his phone and sent another message

you reply to me?

bed, heard her phone

and found it was a

eyes and stared blankly at the phone

while, she began to

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

Sylvia lied.

because Franklin would find her wherever she went in H

Franklin was

with

trembling fingers, "Sweetie, can

"Mr. Maskelyne, you need to go back to bed and rest. You are too weak

see her a little longer,” Franklin said

chair for

asked, "Do you have

a mirror

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