Richest Mogul

Chapter 1850

Vivian brought the medicine to Manfred.

However, his leg was covered in blood. The gruesome sight startled Vivian.

"Your leg what happened? Did those two hurt you? Take the medicine first, and then I'll give you an injection. After that... I'll treat your wound."

Vivian quickly calmed herself down.

Manfred's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Vivian. At that moment, he felt all his restraint had been worth it. "I stabbed myself. It's nothing."

Vivian instantly understood why he had done it. The drug must have made it hard for him to maintain control, and he had resorted to pain to stay rational.

Her eyes reddened as she nodded repeatedly. "Manfred, you're amazing! You held on."

She quickly had him swallow two pills and skillfully administered the injection.

Then she asked where the medicine she had previously given him was stored, intending to bandage his wound.

"There's

his instructions, Vivian found

compartment was deep, but she didn't venture further in. She only took the medicine

of the medicine and injection. His mind stabilized, and the discomfort

wound, her touch gentle,

truth, his pain wasn't from the wound anymore but from the constant turmoil in his

earnest expression as she tended to his wound-genuinely distressed by his

heart completely overshadowed the

a box of medicine. Keep it safe. The person who drugged you might try again. But you still

"There won't

two household staff

so late. They assumed Manfred must be enjoying himself with those

something wasn't right. Logically, they should have

they should have caught some

wasn't in

there