I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 170

Fermin was usually terrifyingly calm, but now he stared at Oliver nervously.

Oliver had been silent after touching his wrist, and Fermin did not know whether it was good or bad. Only Oliver was not afraid.

Oliver was not afraid of this castle-like place, where the curtains were closed and the hall was dark and gloomy.

Oliver did not seem to have imagined that Prince Fermin would suddenly change his face, sprout a pair of wings on his back, sprout two long fangs from his mouth, and bite his neck for blood.

“You… Can you prick a drop of blood out for me to see?”

After a long time, Oliver said this.

It wasn’t that Oliver wanted to test the blood again. He just wanted to be deliberately mystifying. He wanted to find some plausible reason why he was able to cure Prince Fermin, without letting the Dellas family know that he had special powers.

“Of course.” Fermin agreed and cut his finger with the tip of a fruit knife in the bowl.

There was a small cut in his pale finger and blood gushed out at once.

But his blood was very different from that of his daughter Cassia. Cassia’s blood was red and vibrant, while Fermin’s blood was black.

Fermin dripped blood from his finger onto a blank white plate on the table.

Oliver’s eyes saw that the blood did not have a little vitality.

In fact, Fermin himself knew he was going to die soon.

Oliver thought for a while and took out a small paper package from his pocket.

There were anti-inflammatory pills he bought for Hailey in the small paper package, but they were not used.

There were no signs on the pills, and there was no sign on the paper.

Oliver crushed a small pill into powder with his nails, and then carefully sprinkled the pill powder into Fermin’s blood while Fermin and Cassia watched closely.

quietly down the plate into that drop of blood

of Immortality Energy, those drops of blood slowly changed color at a visible speed, from black to light red, and then

bright red blood was clearly

breathe. After a long time, he asked Oliver in a low voice, “Mr. Eastwood, you… What…

amazing that it gave Fermin hope in

can’t cure you

to know that I can be cured. Mr. Eastwood, thank you

deceived, and he felt hopeful only

“Prince Fermin, you can try this

a word, Fermin took the powder and

swallowed it without making sure

that no one would risk poisoning him now, because he would be dead in a few

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days.

do such a pointless

your condition.” Fermin hurriedly reached out his

was the critical step. The medicinal powder was used to

Immortality Energy and

improved Prince Fermin’s bone marrow, allowing it to regenerate and produce fresh

Oliver was cautious and stopped when the bone marrow

going to cure Prince Fermin all at once, and 60% of the recovery would

was returning to his body, and his face,

hand and looked at Fermin with

stretched out his

frightened or panicked.

he felt a surge of

then nodded. “It does work, but I’ll have to treat you a few more times, and I’ll have to make up some medicine. Now you just have new bone marrow, but it’s still weak. However, you don’t have to drink blood

“Three years!”

couldn’t help

a long time for Fermin, perhaps long enough to