He shook his head and pinched the tube. “This is a temporary measure,” he said as he emptied the contents of the syringe into my drip.
“Isn’t this administered as a jab?” I inquired suspiciously. Isn’t it normal to inject a patient with antihistamine instead of administering it through the drip?
The doctor adjusted the speed. “It’s saline. The previous batch was too concentrated; this is just to water it down slightly. Don’t worry, it won’t affect anything.”
I wasn’t familiar with medical procedures, but even in my ignorance, this explanation felt too far-fetched to me. But my nagging suspicion was unable to identify what was wrong.
Without a concrete reason to raise any objections, I settled down and accepted it without complaint.
The doctor eventually moved to other patients to carry out the same procedure. My suspicions evaporated when I observed his deftness in carrying out his duty. Soon after, I closed my eyes again.
A while later, I could no longer deny feeling that something was wrong. My eyelids felt too heavy to open.
Suspicion and fear clouded my mind. I groped for my hand and pinched it hard. After ascertaining that I was not dreaming, I mustered all my strength to wrench my eyes open.
The sight of the doctor standing menacingly before I had confirmed my fears.
I reached out to push him away, but he suddenly lifted me up and out of the corridor.
As the sedative began to take effect, I reminded myself over and over again to stay awake.
was immense. By this
taking me away. My first instinct was to struggle to free myself, but I felt completely limp. I wanted to
pressed for a certain
only thing that I felt sure of was that he had selected the lowest of the blurry red
dug my nails deep into my palms
doors opened once again and we exited. I had thought that he was going to throw me into a car and drive off to a secret location somewhere to
had succeeded in bringing
of the September air was cold but not to this extent. This was something else; it was sub-zero
where I was flashed dully but clearly in my mind.
underground garage that was at the
a garage to be at a
one of pure terror. It was white everywhere I looked. The corpses that were not yet stored were
my field of vision. I heard the sound of ice
felt myself being placed into a container that
to conclude
I fought to get myself out of my predicament, the only act I was capable of was to reach out and touch the sides of my prison. The possibility
if nobody were to come to my rescue. And I would have
When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett) Chapter 789
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Scarlett became pregnant with Ashton a married man. Confused about whether to discuss this with Ashton? Will Ashton accept this? Will Ashton leave his wife for her? And what will life be like for Scarlett and her child?
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