Chapter 974
Willow's eyes were extremely clear. It reminded Ethan of when he first met Olivia more than a decade. Back then,
he was wondering how a person's eyes could be this clear.
The thought only stayed in his mind for a second, and it quickly disappeared.
Many people looked alike in this world. The woman who assassinated him looked quite similar to Olivia, too.
Moreover, his Alicia must be five or six years old now. How could Olivia give birth to a child with green. eyes?
He must have missed Olivia so much that he started seeing things.
Ethan knew that there were lines on his face. The girl was probably scared of it.
So, he put on a gentle expression as he said, “Willow, you're the one who saved me, right? Thank you." Willow
shook her head, but she didn't let go of his hand. She feared that if she let go, Ethan would fall. "You can't speak?"
Willow nodded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFor some reason, Ethan felt his heart ache for her.
Reaching out, he touched her face. "I can take you away from here. I can get you to the best hospital in the world
so that you can get treatment."
Even though the people in the village were skilled in making antidotes, illnesses like being unable to speak should be
examined with medical equipment.
Seeing that Willow didn't respond, Ethan smiled again.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. If you're scared, you can tell your mom about it when she's back.
"My offer always stands. I'll make sure that even if I die, someone will still cure your illness."
Willow felt sad, and she didn't know how to reply.
Perhaps this position was too tiring, so Ethan sat down and gasped heavily for breath.
Seeing how much pain he was in, Willow wished she could give him her blood again.
Reaching out, Ethan grabbed her hand, which was holding a knife.
He shook his head at her, saying, "It's alright, kid. Thanks.
“Your blood only deals with the symptoms, but it won't cure the root problem. It won't be able to save me in the
end, so don't waste your blood on me."
He knew that the blood he drank would extend his life by a day at most.
Even if Willow's blood was all drained, it would only last him two weeks at most. He would still have to die in the end.
Willow looked at him worriedly.
He smiled faintly. He knew that in his remaining time, he wouldn't be able to make it out of this village.
So, he wanted to leave some instructions while his mind was still clear. He didn't want to leave just like that.
"Willow, do you have some food? I'm hungry."
Willow nodded. Then, she ran off quickly.
Ethan waved Brent and Kelvin over. Brent hastily asked, "What are your orders, Mr. Miller?"
Ethan had a calm look on his face. "Give me a pen and some paper. I want to write a will."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Kelvin heard the word "will", he couldn't maintain his poker face anymore.
He had been keeping it in for the past two days. And that had gone to waste as his eyes instantly reddened
"Mr. Miller, you don't have to write a will. You're fine. You'll be fine!"
Now that things had come to this point, Ethan was even calmer than before.
"I only have a little more than a day to live. After a lot of hard work, I finally arrived at this village.
"Even if I leave the village, I have to waste about a day to do it. If her mom comes back as soon as I leave, there's
not much point in leaving for me. I would rather stay here and wait.
"If she doesn't come back in the end, I'd like to leave behind some instructions. I can't die without making things
clear,"
"Mr. Miller."
"Go get the things, Brent."
Brent's eyes were slightly red. "Understood."
Joel's eyes were red as he said, "Sorry, kid. I couldn't help you this time."
"Uncle Tucker, I'm very grateful to you. You're right. There will come a day when you're unable to do anything. I
guess this is my fate, then."