Chapter 605: Chapter 605

Chapter 605:

Perhaps Bryan had been so insistent because he didn’t want her to suffer this much. Yet, she believed he must be feeling better now than he had in the village. This place was closer to her and Gabriela, and even if he… at least they were nearby.

Thinking of Gabriela made Eileen’s sadness deepen. She gazed at the colorful liquid on the table, fighting the temptation to drink it.

She knew Gabriela was at home, waiting for her. She needed to return.

Late into the night, she drove home just past eleven. Aside from a slight fatigue, her delicate face showed no signs of the evening’s emotional toll.

In the hospital room, Bryan, dressed in blue and white hospital attire, stood by the window, gazing out at the brightly lit building in the center of the city.

It was the EB Group building. He had been monitoring its progress for months. Under Eileen’s leadership, the company had thrived.

“It’s so cold. Why are you standing by an open window? Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?” Josue said as he entered the room.

He walked over to close the window but found a stubborn crack that wouldn’t budge. He applied more force, but the window resisted.

Looking down, Josue noticed that Bryan’s fingers were caught on the window’s edge. His fingers—accidentally crushed twice by Josue—had turned pale.

“Why didn’t you say something?” Josue quickly moved Bryan’s hand away.

Bryan glanced down and noticed it for the first time. He squinted slightly and murmured, “I didn’t feel any pain.”

His fingertips were numb, a worrying sign of his worsening condition.

Josue gripped Bryan’s wrist with concern. “Does this hurt?”

“My fingers don’t hurt, but my wrist does,” Bryan replied, pulling his hand back. “What did the doctor say?”

“You haven’t had a blood test in nearly a month,” Josue said, handing Bryan a report. “After this recent test, we’ve noticed that the drug’s effects are slowing down. The team is working hard on an antidote, but they’ve hit a roadblock because one of the ingredients won’t break down. They’re still questioning the laboratory personnel.”

Josue gestured for Bryan to return to his bed. After a pause, he continued, “Coen is more cunning than we thought. The experiments were conducted by multiple individuals, none of whom saw the entire process. So, even though the lab staff have given statements, we still don’t know the exact drug dosage because… one key participant is missing.”

Everyone in the laboratory had been detained, except for the person responsible for controlling the drug dosage. This had severely hindered the development of the antidote. Whoever was involved in the experiment was no ordinary person. This alone suggested that Coen still had people working for him.

“Coen died in the explosion, and with that, we lost all leads,” Josue reflected. “We should have captured him when we had the chance, forced a confession, and secured the antidote.”

Bryan glanced at the medical report before setting it back down. “Then start with Coen’s associates. Don’t overlook anyone.”

As Josue was about to agree, he suddenly changed his mind and said, “Why should we bother investigating? You’re ready to give up.”

A pillow flew at Josue’s face.

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