The next series of events wouldn't have happened if things had gone differently.

The police arrived, questioning everyone about what happened and then taking them all to the station for statements. Dr. Ray stayed back to arrange care for Shawn before heading to the station with the officers.

After giving their statements, everyone looked visibly shaken, their minds still on Shawn. They all decided to visit him together at the city hospital where he had been transferred.

Shawn lay on a hospital bed, his face as pale as a ghost, and his bandaged hand still oozing blood.

"Dr. Ray, can't you do anything for Shawn's hand?" Darcy asked, her voice breaking as she covered her face and sobbed.

"I..." Dr. Ray bowed his head, feeling helpless. It wasn't that there was nothing he could do, but... it was just too damn difficult.

"If Shawn's hand is really ruined, then what about his future..." Darcy started, but Flora cut her off.

"His hand won't be ruined," Flora declared with a firm voice.

"Flora, do you have a plan?" Everyone turned to her with hopeful eyes. Flora was known for her skills; maybe she really did have a solution.

Flora looked at Shawn with steely determination, her fists clenched. "He needs a specific miracle drug right now."

"Are you talking about the HJ Special Dose?" Dr. Ray turned sharply to Flora, surprised that she had thought of the same thing. She hadn't even been in the operating room but still knew Shawn's condition inside out. Did she really figure it out just by looking? Flora's medical skills must be on another level!

nodded slowly, confirming Dr. Ray's suspicions. But Darcy

had thought Flora had a

in Austenberg; they had only heard rumors about it. No one knew if it even existed. It was said to be developed by S Laboratory and only available to the elite families of Lone Island. But

Dose was the only thing that could save Shawn, it felt like

you can just find easily,

about it is as good as not talking about it," someone muttered. It was impossible. It felt like they had been given a

another word,

walked out of

pulled out her phone and sent a text to Crimson: "Find the HJ Special

text, Flora leaned against a white

rang. Flora glanced at the screen.

"Connor..." she answered.

said. When she didn't respond immediately,

then hung

was parked. Connor stood silently by the car

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her arms

her head on his shoulder.

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