Chapter 9 A Stealthy Cure

Upstairs, as soon as Sylvester left, the girl woke up, no longer appearing sleepy. She got up and looked around before entering the adjacent room.

On the bed lay a boy with extremely pale skin, his lips cherry red, and his features delicate and clean, resembling Sylvester a little.

Seeing the cherry red lips, she concluded that he was poisoned.

She touched the boy's wrist, feeling a weak, faint pulse. His life energy was diminishing, indicating a critical condition. The boy's vital signs were gradually disappearing. She didn't hesitate, fiercely biting her own finger, and fresh blood oozed out. She placed her hand near the boy's lips and let it drip into his mouth.

Unfortunately, her wound quickly closed, her healing ability was too powerful, enabling her to quickly recover from minor injuries. Without much thought, the girl fiercely bit her fingertip again.

She repeated this cycle dozens of times, until the boy on the bed finally began showing signs of waking up. Only then did the girl stop.

Finally, she checked his pulse and, seeing that there was no immediate danger to his life, she finally calmed down.

Just at that moment, hurried footsteps approached. Unable to go outside in time, she could only hide behind the curtain.

As the curtains shifted slightly, Sylvester glanced in that direction, and the girl held her breath, afraid of being discovered. However, Sylvester only took a quick glance and shifted his gaze back to the bed. "Sylvester, do we really have to send Charlie to the hospital? It wouldn't be good if your condition leaked out. Maybe we should have someone come over instead?" Elvis said with concern.

In order to conceal the reigning Gomez sons' conditions, the family had dedicated medical personnel like Doctor Johnson and top-notch medical equipment. But Doctor Johnson had just...

Well, he was dead and useless. "The team we currently have in place doesn't know how to use the medical equipment without Doctor Johnson, so we will have to call someone else." Elvis declared. Sylvester glanced at the curtains, smirked, and nodded.

"Alright then."

after, a weathered, aged man with

discontent with Michael 's behavior. But because he was one of the Gomez's longest-serving

the Providence Conservatory and was hailed

Tsk! So rude.

and said, "Stop complaining. It's an honor for you to serve

man straightened his back and spoke with a tinge of disdain, staring at Michael. "They

"Don't talk nonsense."

Michael treated everyone with

die before I

old man Watson, the doctor, skillfully operated the equipment to conduct a full-body examination for Young

at the various report data in his hands, his brows furrowed tightly. Michael stood

we can use. I believe Charlie needs the Mutant's blood." Michael spoke with

through the

in the next second. He quickly shook his head. He dared not speak any further, but then became

a Mutant from the Balthazar auction to cure Charlie? Why was

away the checklist in

contemptful, Watson scoffed, "Master Sylvester, are you trying to deceive an old man like me? Charlie is not sick at all. He's perfectly

late at night and he should be at home cuddling with his young wife. He did not expect to be dragged here to see a perfectly healthy young

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