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Chapter 409

Noticing Zinnia’s furrowed brow, Lydia said soothingly, “Zinnia, it’s okay if you can’t find a cure.

Lydia held little hope. If there were a cure, it wouldn’t have dragged on for over ten years.

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Zinnia turned to Lydia and said, “Lydia, Ms. Hollis doesn’t seem to have a mental disorder. It looks more like poisoning.”

Lydia froze. “What?”

Zinnia said, “When we came here, I observed other patients. Their eyes showed a kind of simple–mindedness, sometimes manic, sometimes melancholic.

“But Ms. Hollis is different. Her gaze is vacant and unfocused. Her hands tremble slightly if you look closely, and sometimes her pupils seem lost.

“You said there are times when her eyes turn wild and bloodshot. That’s different from typical mental disorders.”

Zinnia’s brow still furrowed.

Lydia took a deep breath and asked, “What kind of poison?” She didn’t doubt Zinnia’s words.

Lydia couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Has the treatment approach been wrong all these years? No wonder Mom never got any better. Poisoning? I can’t believe this could happen in real life.‘

Zinnia explained, “It’s mind–eroding powder. Once someone is poisoned, it gradually consumes their mind. At first, they experience mental fog and memory loss, and would forget what happened just seconds ago.

“If they go too long without the antidote, they’ll begin to descend into madness, violent headaches, wild eyes, uncontrollable urges to hit people or smash things, and desperation to destroy everything around them.

“If the antidote is never given, they’ll eventually lose all reason, get reduced to an empty shell, and get lost in their own world.

“The symptoms are similar to mental illness, so doctors misdiagnosed Ms. Hollis.

“But in reality, she was poisoned.”

Mind–eroding powder was typically used to control people. This vicious drug ate away at the mind bit by bit, until the victim became a madman, completely unable to care for themselves.

When Zinnia was a child studying medical books with her master, she had learned about this very poison.

Her master had said, “This poison was developed by an organization to control its members. If anyone betrays them, they are forced to watch themselves go mad, step by step.”

It was psychological torture, crueler than death itself. Zinnia never imagined she would actually encounter such a poison in real life.

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in self–pity. She had once been the most dazzling lute

Bonnie comforted them even after Lydia’s father disappeared, insisting she could raise Lydia perfectly

Lydia was born, Bonnie’s personality started to change bit by bit, and her sanity

away.

in agony as she curled up in a corner, and ordering Lydia to hide

Her mood swings became more

bloodshot as she lost control. She would strangle her own neck, desperately trying to restrain herself from

Lydia would step closer and offer herself

claimed that Bonnie had

beaten within an inch of her life and left lying on the floor. When the neighbors found her, they called the police, and Bonnie was declared mentally ill and

was actually poisoned. Lydia wondered why that was

her bag, Zinnia replied, “Yes. I have the

drugged in Yannis’s office that time, she had started carrying panacea pills with her wherever she went, just

mind–eroding powder was nearly impossible to remove, but Zinnia’s master had

once Ms. Hollis takes the

had to explain the side effects

nothing worth remembering. Maybe it’s better forgotten,” Lydia said, glancing at Bonnie on the

before shouldn’t be remembered anyway. Even after Mom lost her mind all these years, she would

tapped out a pill, and handed it to Lydia. Zinnia said, “You can give

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Hollis.”

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the poison in her body will gradually be

mental recovery will be slower. After all, she has suffered mental deterioration for over a decade. It will take

and

hadn’t expected to find Bonnie poisoned when she

At least she had an antidote for that. If it really were a mental disorder, she would have to figure out

walked over to the bedside, and bent

rag doll tightly. She murmured, “Don’t cry. Mommy will take good care of

my

I have some candy. Let’s have one, okay?” Lydia coaxed,