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“There is a way, but it can’t be implemented right now. It’s gonna take a period of observation. We can’t
undergo the brain treatment until the examination data reaches the ideal state.”
“How long do you roughly need?”
“About three months! During this period, we will do everything in our power to maintain your father’s
treatment while he is in a coma.”
“Please prescribe him with whatever
medication he needs. Money is not a
problem,” said Elliot.
“We will, Young Master Elliot. We guarantee to provide the best available treatment for Mr. Tillman,”
they replied.
With a question that had been lingering on her mind, Anastasia took the opportunity to ask, “Does my
dad’s episode have something to do with his
alcohol intake-specifically two glasses of wine?”
“Miss Tillman, if he only drank two glasses of wine, it would not cause his heart failure. We suspect that
your father had ingested the medicine by mistake.”
“Yes. We found a small piece of residual pill in your father’s mouth and it is a poisonous drug for the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcardiovascular system. Rather than strengthening the heart, it has the opposite effect. As for the exact
properties of it, it will take two days for us to verify
“What?! My dad took the wrong pill?” Anastasia was shocked to hear that. Why would her father take
the wrong pill?
“Perhaps you should inquire with someone who stays with your father about the situation and the kind
of drugs he usually takes.”
“Okay. I’ll get to the bottom of it while I collect some samples of my dad’s medications for your
inspection.” “That would be great”
“Elliot, it’s cold at night. We’ve arranged a room in the hotel opposite the hospital. Take Miss Tillman
over to rest! Rest
assured we’re here to take care of Mr. Tillman!” suggested Benedict.
Elliot nodded in agreement and looked at Anastasia. “Benedict and the others will guard here. They’ll
inform us right away if something happens.”
Anastasia knew that treating her father would be a long battle that would take more than a day or two.
She had to maintain her physical strength and body in order to take care of her father.
When they walked out of the hospital and entered the car, she was thinking about one thing-why is
there even a chance for a poisonous drug within the reach of my dad, let alone mistakenly ingest it?
“Elliot, I want to head home and check on the kind of medicines my dad is taking.”
“Okay, I’ll drive you there.” He nodded.
On the other side, Naomi and Erica were in the lounge when Alex quickly walked in and informed them,
“I heard from the doctor earlier that Elliot took off with Anastasia.”
“Where did they go?
“Not sure, but I’ll take you guys home!
Let’s come back tomorrow morning,” he
offered.
An exhausted Erica then prodded her mother to leave. “Mom, let’s go! I want to sleep.”
With that, the mother and daughter decided to go home. Along the way, Alex asked Naomi if the pills
were left at home which she then answered, I only bought two bottles. One is in my hand now and the
other is at your place. I didn’t leave. any at home.”
“Hurry up and get rid of it! We can’t let anyone discover it, he suggested. As such, Naomi told him to
stop by the road. She threw the pills into a nearby river and returned to the car and assured, ‘Don’t
worry, Anastasia will never know what medicine we gave her dad.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmErica, the other accomplice, also
breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Anastasia
definitely won’t suspect us.”
Elliot’s car was parked outside the gate of Tillman Residence. After keying in the passcode at the door,
Anastasia found that the lights were still on. She also saw the driver, Joe, sleeping on the sofa. When
Joe heard the noise at the door, he immediately woke up.
“Miss Tillman, you’re back. What about.
President Tillman?”
“Why are you here, Mr. Bachelor?”
“When Madam left just now, she asked me to stay and watch the house, so I didn’t leave. How is
President Tillman?”
Anastasia’s gaze turned serious as she inquired, ‘Mr. Bachelor, tell me about the situation last night
when you saw my father passing out.”
“I sent President Tillman back home and left, but I suddenly recalled that Old Madam Presgrave gave a
lot of gifts in the car, so I turned back. When I walked in. with the gifts, I already saw President Tillman
lying on the ground unconscious.”
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