"This can really make Helen stand up."
Leo Hall nodded, his expression affirmative.
Harry Hall looked at the small vial of dicine in his hand, barely able to contain the excitent on his face.
After a long while, he slowly cald his overly excited emotions, looked at Leo Hall, and said:
"I know you don’t think highly of the Hall Clan, but you’ve done a big favor. I won’t take it for free."
Leo Hall remained nonchalant, shrugged, and said, "Whatever."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of sothing, looked at Harry Hall, pointed to the vial of dicine he was holding, and inexplicably added a hint of schadenfreude in his tone as he said:
"Don’t forget, you need this too."
Harry Hall was startled for a mont; all this ti, he had nearly forgotten that he had agreed to be Leo Hall’s test subject.
That day, he drank the poison Leo Hall gave him, supposedly to test the antidote’s effectiveness but only when the poison in his body would take effect.
But since that ti, Leo Hall hadn’t contacted him, and the poison had never acted up. He kept this matter in mind.
He just hoped Leo could quickly develop an antidote for Helen.
Now, with Leo’s reminder, he realized he might also end up in a wheelchair soday.
But since Leo has already co up with the antidote, even if it happens, isn’t the formula still there?
Leo Hall seed to have guessed Harry Hall’s thoughts, chuckled lightly, and said:
"I have good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"The bad news."
As long as the bad news doesn’t involve Helen, it’s fine.
"The bad news is, even though I did develop the antidote’s components and formula, one of the herbs was incredibly hard to find—enough for only one dose. If you want to make a second dose, it’ll depend on luck."
Harry Hall imdiately understood what Leo ant and said, "So what you’re saying is that between Helen and , only one of us can use this vial? One of us will still have to be in a wheelchair?"
"That’s right."
Leo Hall nodded, then lazily changed his posture, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at Harry Hall with a smile:
"Brother, anyway, sister-in-law is already used to the wheelchair. You should drink it yourself and take good care of her in the future."
As the words fell, seeing Harry Hall’s face darken, Leo quickly added as his eyes twinkled:
"You should consider if one day your legs really can’t walk, will sister-in-law resent you and fall for soone else..."
"No way!"
Harry Hall’s face fell, and his voice cut coldly, interrupting Leo Hall.
"Don’t let hear you defaming your sister-in-law again."
Leo Hall seed unbothered, "I’m not defaming her, just stating a possible fact. Nobody wants their husband to be soone who can’t walk, right? So what would you do if that day really ca?"
Harry Hall didn’t respond. He wasn’t worried at all about Helen falling for soone else; what he worried about more was that Helen might never love him.
Now that she’s lost that part of her mory, he knew her feelings for him weren’t deep. It couldn’t be called love, nor even liking.
She agreed to marry him, and he thought the main reason might not be because she liked or loved him, but perhaps she didn’t want to burden Elly Campbell.
That day, he said if ever there ca a day she truly didn’t want to be with him anymore, he would divorce her and set her free.
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