Benedict couldn’t move his eyes away from the doctor’s pair of hands. It was evident he was afraid he would miss it, just like the time he headed out of the ward to answer the call.

A skin prick test was all it would take to determine if the young man was allergic to penicillin.

Silence remained in the ward as everyone held their breath throughout the session.

Once the doctor was done, he beckoned Edmund to hold on to the cotton bud and reminded him, “It’s going to take twenty minutes until we get our hands on the result. If you feel uncomfortable, send someone to get me as soon as possible.”

Edmund looked at the doctor in the eyes and took over the cotton bud as instructed.

On the other hand, the doctor paid no heed to him and marched out of the ward once he gathered the sample he needed.

Benedict, Edmund, and the one affiliated with the family were the only ones left in the ward.

Edmund had a mouthful of apple and continued playing his game as if he couldn’t care less of those around him.

Benedict and the one affiliated with the family were speechless because of the young man’s behavior.

Twenty minutes was nothing much for an ordinary person. However, it felt as if it was an eternity or the ones in the ward, especially Benedict.

to pay the doctor another visit and headed out to figure out

he returned to the side of his so-called son and removed the cotton bud against

holding

manner, “Are you deaf or something? Haven’t you heard the

The thing irritating him the most was the fact the

is that possible? Why isn’t he reacting to the

the man’s eyes flickering in despair, he sat upright and asked

a loss for words to defend himself. Thus, Edmund added, “Were you the one who sent the nurse to administer penicillin? What? Are you trying to kill me

apple in the direction of his so-called father

knew it was time for him to stop pushing his luck. Immediately after he evaded the apple launched in his direction, he leaned over and explained, “What

going to kill me, what do you think you’re doing? You don’t think I’m a

continued yelling hysterically, he smashed the nightstand with all

calm down

even finish his sentence since the young

to be seen anymore by the time they made it out of the

Why has things turned

when he wasn’t even

figured out his son had fled from the hospital, “I’m

the one yelling would be the one suffering once the young

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