In the hallway of the hospital, the sound of an urgent bell sent several doctors and nurses into a sprint, racing toward Serena's ICU
room as if it were the final stretch of a hundred-meter dash.
The Collins family seemed indifferent to her plight; not a single one spared her a second glance.
Martin and Dora waited anxiously outside the room.
After a while, Martin's phone rang.
He stepped out to the large balcony on that floor, his voice tense as he confronted the caller, "Did you orchestrate all of this?"
"Let's not be too tic," the voice on the line replied through a voice changer, always sounding mechanical and cold, "You knew
about her condition. Bacterial infection led to sepsis, organ failure across the board. Not even Hippocrates could help her, but |
happened to have an experimental drug that could work, though it hadn't passed the final stage of testing."
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"I thought it was smiracle cure, and it turns out to be an experimental drug." Martin gripped his phone tighter, his frustration
palpable.
"If you could turn back time, you'd still take it, experimental or not, because what other choice did you have?"
The mystery person's words only fueled Martin's anger further.
"Experimental drugs cwith risks, but don't worry, | have the antidote."
"How do | know your antidote isn't flawed?" Martin asked through clenched teeth.
"Just take the antidote, and all the symptoms will vanish. She can be discharged safely."
The voice remained detached, devoid of any emotion.
"However, the antidote is only a temporary fix. We're working on a permanent solution, which should be ready in a month. Don't
flatter yourself; it's not just for you. We have other plans for it. As long as you do as you're told, I'll set aside a dose for you once
it's ready."
"So, you're saying that without the permanent solution, Serena won't fully recover?"
"That's right."
Martin, seething with rage but keeping his emotions in check, asked, "What do you want from me?"
"That Collins girl." the mystery person paused, then continued, "Her existence is problematic."
Martin understood, "lI made a promise to the Collins family; | swore never to harm them."
The caller scoffed mockingly, "Do you think you have a choice now?"
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"If it weren't for my promise that night, | never would have taken Serena out."
"That's your business, not mine," the voice was relentless and cold, "She won't last three days. You figure it out."
With that, the call ended abruptly.
Martin clenched his phone tightly, closed his eyes, and made a decision.
After Dr. Pierce had given the Collins family a tour of the hospital, he performed a thorough health check on Bernard and Cornelia.
At his enthusiastic invitation, Kenneth and Louisa also underwent a checkup.
"You're all in excellent health." Dr. Pierce said with a beaming smile as he reviewed their reports.
"It's all thanks to Bella's remedies. | used to have this nagging pain in my neck and shoulders, always felt tired, and my wife
suffered from insomnia, struggling to catch her breath after just a short walk. But ever since we took Bella's little capsules, all
those symptoms vanished," Kenneth explained with a grin.