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.

hair, only to find a

was falling out

was a large number of

want to know whether the antidote is working. I find it

forced a smile

you don't have to

is born to die, sooner or later.”

the street and kept

was pained to

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

frail look and pale smile all wrenched at his

was overwhelmed by

said, he could guess it according to her

bite this off. I will protect

he took out his phone and sent another

you reply to me? What

on the bed,

picked it up curiously and found it was a message from Franklin

and stared blankly at

a while, she began to

up from a nap. I've been quite

Sylvia lied.

was because Franklin would find her wherever she went

was also

this, Franklin was overcome with grief and almost lost his

fingers, "Sweetie, can you send

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