Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 29 The Scent of Blood

Lela came in from the backyard, holding a bandage in her hand. As she looked up, she saw Sylvester sitting on the couch while Michael sat beside him. Sylvester's eyes were full of hostility.

Michael couldn't understand, "Could it be that The X Spirits want to quit? They don't want to take the job even at such a high price? Are they not interested anymore?" He couldn't figure out why Lady Phoenix wouldn't take the order. Could it be that difficult?

Feeling a gaze directed towards him, Sylvester looked up and saw Lela standing by the door to the backyard, innocently looking in their direction.

He leaned back in his seat and beckoned her with his hand.

"Lela, come here."

Lela obediently walked over.

Sylvester reached out and pulled her into his arms, asking, "Where did you go?" As soon as he spoke, he caught a whiff of blood.

Sylvester lowered his gaze, his eyes turning icy. He grabbed Lela's left hand and looked at the blood-soaked bandage. The crimson blood was still wet.

He took a deep breath.

"What happened?"

Lela sighed silently, realizing her mistake. She should have let Watson take away that bandage. Lela decided to switch to a more coquettish approach and threw the bloodied bandage away. She sought comfort.

She threw herself into Sylvester's arms, looking extremely aggrieved. Charlie came downstairs wearing his casual attire and witnessed this scene. Had this foolish pretty girl already developed such a relationship with his brother? He walked over to Michael and murmured, "What's going on? Is she my brother's girlfriend?"

The corners of Michael 's mouth twitched. How could he explain?

Michael shook his head and said, "Master Charlie, I don't really understand their relationship. You should ask Mr. Gomez."

He couldn't possibly say that this girl is a Mutant, right?

Seeing the little one look so aggrieved for the first time, Sylvester's heart ached a little. He asked gently, "Tell me, what happened?" A rare touch of tenderness in his tone.

Charlie's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He reached out and tugged at Michael, whispering, "My brother...is he really being gentle?"

What could he say?

So far, it seems that the boss is only gentle with Miss Lela. As for him, he is still fierce. Lela rubbed against his chest, raised her eyes, and then pointed to the backyard. Afraid that he wouldn't understand, she took his hand and led him towards the path.

Michael, the foolish one, wanted to follow but was stopped by Charlie. He raised his hand and hooked arms with Michael acting like they were good buddies. "Michael, I've been lying down for too long these days. Come with me and stretch our muscles."

"But, sir..."

"That has nothing to do with you, "Charlie looked down on him. Didn't he see that his brother was showing affection right now? What does he have to do with it? But Michael was here to protect the boss!

Lela pulled Sylvester to the spot in the backyard where she had just been standing with Doctor Watson. Along the pathway, there was a stone embedded, about the size of a cooking pot, but it was covered by overgrown grass. If you walked quickly, you wouldn't see it and could stumble.

the stone, then to a spot on the ground about a meter in front of it, and

of the stone. A sharper stone there was

about the gestures Lela had just shown him, he quickly sorted through what happened. "Did you trip over this

the area where she was injured, and waved her hand, indicating that she wasn't

for her and pulled Lela into his

before, she had long

with me? Just as

The large stone was moved, and the entire staff removed the sharp stones from the front and

butler was scolded separately, as he was the one supervising the entire construction around the villa. Lela sat on the

Butler. The blood stain was indeed caused by me cutting my wrist, and I made up the lie to

...

soup pot. As soon as she came out, she saw that Watson had arrived at the door. "Doctor Watson," Rachel exclaimed in astonishment,

leaving today. I noticed that you looked a

looking at her complexion, he could tell that something was wrong. "Thank you, Doctor Watson," she said, then turned to the maid nearby, "Carrie, quickly

nodded and went to make the

aches have become more severe, and sometimes I even experience inexplicable palpitations. I hadn't had the chance to go to the hospital yet, and

looked at Rachel and said, "Rachel, extend your hand, and I'll take

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"Doctor Watson you can actually take

He was hailed as a master of cardiology. Since when did he learn

been studying it for quite a long

her mind. He truly deserved to be called a hero of Pliar, with his reputation and yet acting so modestly. Having such an

pretended to carefully examine Rachel's pulse, occasionally furrowing his brows, which terrified Rachel, fearing that something might be wrong

ten minutes, Doctor Watson

Chinese medicine relied on carefulness and patience. Sometimes, it took over half an hour to make a diagnosis through pulse examination. By only taking ten

he wasn't proficient in traditional medicine, he

The Divine Doctor, Watson.

trembling voice, "Doctor Watson,

and straightened it before suddenly looking at Rachel with a serious

are symptoms of poisoning. Have you been experiencing dizziness, fatigue, excessive sleepiness, inability to open your eyes, or confusion these past few days? Have you also had symptoms like nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, and occasional irregular heartbeat and rapid

it, the more frightened she

Who could want to

taking her pulse; he made his inference by observing her pulse and facial complexion then combining it with known medical cases. He didn't expect that Rachel would

their breaking point, but as the wife of a Gomez, she quickly composed herself,

sighed lightly, no longer as nonchalant as before. He turned to the side and retrieved a vial of fresh blood from his backpack, handing it to Rachel. Rachel

it look so much like

this is a potion I developed in my research institute. It can cure any poison and is harmless to pregnant women. If you trust me, Rachel, then drink it." Due to the incident with Doctor Johnson, Rachel hesitated for a moment. But after considering Doctor Watson's reputation, his dedication to Charlie all these days, and the fact that Sylvester had invited him, she quickly relented. She might not trust Doctor Watson, but she at least trusted Sylvester. Rachel

the strong smell of blood almost made her vomit. She covered her belly and looked up at Doctor Watson, her beautiful face tensed. "Doctor Watson, why does this smell like

such a horrifying and

He raised

she is currently the only person in