Chapter 608: Chapter 607
Accompanied by Kiera’s cry, the family doctor who had been dozing off on the sofa suddenly sat up straight, hastily looking over.
Uncle Olsen’s bedroom door was also pushed open, and Ellis Olsen and Jas Olsen, the two who had been staying up all night, rushed in.
It seed that hearing their commotion, Mr. Olsen, Mr. Olsen, and the rest of the Olsen brothers also followed one after another.
All of this showed that although they were taking turns to rest, no one had actually fallen into a deep sleep; they had been paying close attention to the situation here all along.
However, Kiera didn’t notice these things; her entire focus was on that mouthful of black blood Uncle Olsen had spat onto the ground!
Kiera’s face was pale as paper at this mont.
She looked at Uncle Olsen, the father lying there seemingly lifeless, making her legs go weak…
Could it be that the antidote was wrong too…
Was Fox more cunning than she had thought?
No, her father couldn’t die…
Kiera grabbed the family doctor and shouted directly: “Save my father, you must save him!”
Lewis Horton steadied her shoulders: “Kiera, let the doctor examine him first.”
Only then did Kiera let go of his hand. It seed as if her reason was about to dissipate at that mont. She stared at Uncle Olsen on the bed, feeling as if all the strength had been drained from her body…
Before, in the hospital, seeing those relatives with their legs weakening and sitting in a distressed state on the ground, she didn’t understand, but at this mont, she realized she didn’t want Uncle Olsen to die.
This father, although she had only t him halfway through her life, had unknowingly taken a place in her heart…
She looked at Uncle Olsen, recalling in her mind the scene when they first t…
It was in a restaurant where he approached her and asked if they could share a table… They hit it off, chatting about their mother.
Her joy at just having recognized Jodie South, with no one to share it with at the ti, was like a little girl’s, telling Uncle Olsen her heartfelt thoughts.
Kiera’s breathing gradually beca heavier, and her hands began to sweat coldly; just then, a strong, warm hand grasped her shoulder.
She slowly turned around to see Lewis Horton looking at her: “Kiera, don’t be nervous, the doctor’s diagnosis isn’t out yet, don’t scare yourself.”
His voice seed to calm one’s heart.
Kiera nodded, took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in her heart, and looked toward the family doctor.
The family doctor carefully examined Uncle Olsen’s condition and the data on the various advanced instrunts in the bedroom. Afterward, he let out a heavy sigh: “The poison is neutralized.”
These words stunned Kiera, “Really?”
The family doctor nodded with joy: “It’s true.”
Kiera looked at the pale-faced Uncle Olsen: “But his complexion…”
The family doctor smiled: “Mr. Olsen’s old chronic illness has been triggered by the dicine. This dicine is indeed a strong tonic; now that it’s out in the open, I can treat it accordingly. Mr. Olsen is very weak right now, but with proper care, all those hidden illnesses can be cured! Give a month’s ti, and I will return to Miss a strong and robust Mr. Olsen!”
These words greatly relieved everyone in the room.
Kiera felt her legs were weak, barely able to stand with the help of Lewis Horton.
Ellis Olsen and Jas Olsen also breathed a sigh of relief, both speaking simultaneously: “Thank goodness, what a fright.”
Mr. Olsen and Mr. Olsen also relieved: “It’s good that third is fine!”
Kiera asked: “When can my dad wake up?”
The family doctor smiled: “Mr. Olsen has been too tired in this lifeti. Now, having taken the Premium Tonic Pill, he needs to make up for all the sleep he’s missed. I estimate that, at the earliest, Mr. Olsen will wake up in two days. But his complexion is much better now and his vital signs have already recovered; he’ll soon be well!”
Kiera nodded.
The group stayed in the bedroom a bit longer before leaving.
Kiera let out a big sigh of relief, only then feeling the heaviness of her eyelids.
She hadn’t closed her eyes for three days because of Uncle Olsen’s condition. Lewis Horton quickly said, “Get a good night’s sleep tonight.”
Kiera yawned, still looking worriedly toward Uncle Olsen.
Ellis Olsen spoke up: “I’ll keep watch over Uncle tonight, you go get so sleep. These past few days, we have all taken turns staying up, only you haven’t rested. Now that Uncle is past the critical point, you should sleep well and not overthink.”
Kiera nodded: “Okay.”
That night, Kiera slept very soundly.
But even so, she still woke up promptly at eight o’clock the next morning.
When she hadn’t slept, she was too restless to feel tired, but after sleeping, she felt as if her whole body had been run over by a large truck, utterly heavy.
Still, she got up.
Lewis Horton had also been by her side, not having slept for a long while; upon hearing movent, he imdiately opened his eyes.
The man, still groggy, looked at her. Just woken up, he lacked his usual sharpness and had a gentler, more endearing appearance as he rubbed his eyes and asked: “This early?”
“Yeah, you sleep a bit more, I need to go to the Special Division. The interrogation at Vera South hasn’t been settled yet.”
“I’ll accompany you.”
Lewis Horton imdiately got dressed.
Kiera looked at him as she dressed and inquired: “Who do you think Fox is?”
Lewis Horton smiled: “Don’t you already have an answer in your heart?”
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