Ian carried Leah back to the White residence. Mr. Ryan had already brought his entourage along and was waiting for them.

“How did this happen?” Mr. Ryan searched the bruised and lifeless Leah and frowned.

He expected something like this but he didn’t think it was this bad.

Ian sighed and gave Mr. Ryan a brief explanation. He cautiously asked when he finished, “Will she really be alright?”

“She’s not going to die,” Mr. Ryan said placidly. “The Pseudocide is taking effect. Her organs will shut down to protect themselves. It can, to a certain degree, reduce the internal damage done to her.”

Ian sighed in relief when he heard that Leah would survive.

“And, the antidote?” Mr. Ryan glanced up at Ian.

Leah, this fool, trusted him so much that she had handed him the antidote that could save her life.

Ian smiled and hurriedly fished out a glass bottle from the bag, poured out the black pills inside, and handed them to Mr. Ryan.

He took them and fed the pills to Leah but since she was unconscious, she simply could not swallow them.

They were now in a difficult position. If she failed to take the antidote, the damage done to her body would only get worse with every moment that passed.

“You, the Sanders boy. Come.” Mr. Ryan passed the medication in his hand to Ian. “You feed her.”

Ian stared at the bottle in his hand in disbelief and asked, “How?”

Mr. Ryan glared at him with great hatred and spoke through gritted teeth, “Use your mouth, of course. How else are you going to do it? She’s not able to swallow the tablets otherwise!”

Ian felt bashful as he processed Mr. Ryan’s words. His eyes fell on Leah’s lips. In that short moment, the pills in his hand felt as though they were burning coals.

“Stop being absurd. Delaying it for too long will bring her harm.” Mr. Ryan urged. Noticing how skittish Ian was acting, he got up and walked out. “Hurry it up.”

the room. He then put the tablet into his mouth before leaning down and pressing

……

in a ward in the best hospital in

shake their heads or frown. Nevertheless, they all shared an expression

him, Molly grabbed the doctor and asked, “How is

the doctor answered. “It isn’t anything serious but he doesn’t

to wake

glanced at Han

this? Is it because of

clenched her fists and fell into deep

immersed in a

lived a fulfilling life. She would wait for his return every day and

blissful and warm that Han felt

three days and seemed as if he

or drink and relied solely on IV fluids to maintain his bodily

Howard Group was

and remembered what the doctor

to regain consciousness, find out why he passed out. Then, use it to

for

side, and spoke

She’s saying that she forgives you.” Molly felt as though she were

mentioning

yet, there

happy. Was the reason for

had begun to flutter when he heard Molly insisting, ‘She’s here. So, please wake up.’ He sighed and slowly opened

joy lasted only a split

He awoke after all.

Molly tried her best to smile

hand, dazedly scanned the ward, empty save for

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