Chapter 216-2
Not A Small-Town Girl
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âWhere is he? Where are they?" Jasonâs voice echoed as
he rushed in, his footsteps frantic.
Orion smiled, his voice calm despite the tension. "Inside
the house.â
As Howard stepped forward to greet Jason, the old man
seemed to glide into the room, a blur of speed. David
followed closely behind, his face filled with more concern
as he saw how pale Danielle had become in just a short
time.
âLet me see her," Jason demanded, immediately assessing
her condition.
He took her pulse, lifted her eyelids, his brow furrowing
deeper with each moment. "This shouldnât be happening.â
After a moment, he produced a silver needle and drove it
into one of her pressure points.
"Ugh..." In the next instant, Danielle vomited another
mouthful of black blood.
Jason pulled the needle out and dipped it into a bowl of
water. Within a second, the clear water turned a dark red.
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âHas she shown any signs of this before she passed out?"
Jason asked.
Vivianâs voice trembled. "Yes, a few times. When the
poison flared, she was unconscious and didnât recognize
anyone. Her pupils would turn red. After the third time, the
vomiting started, and she fell into a coma."
Jason shook his head. "This poison
is called Lun@Stalk. Normally, she
would hayeSuccumbed to it by now,
but sheâsbeen holding it back. The
reasomSheâs in a coma now is that
sheâsbeen continuously â
suppressing the poison in her body,
afd itâs finally overwhelmed her."
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"Luna Stalk has no cure. In her
condition, sh wonât survive more
than three Months. Even in these â
three maniths, her suffering will only
increaséâher awareness will fade,
and when the poison flares, it.will
feehas if her bones are beingâ
crushed, and all her senses will fail."
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âWho would be so cruel to poison her like this?" Jasonâs
words hit David like a knife to the heart. Danielle had been
fine just a week agoâhow had it escalated so quickly?
Vivian collapsed in tears, unable to
bear the weight-of the news. Howard
nearly fainted; his voice broken.
"Jason, ptease! Save my daughter
Sheâs stilso young! Sheâs been. ©
suffering her whole life. She ha$nât
evervhad a chance to experience
iness or feel the love. of her
parents. Please, I beg yotn n Save her.
Whatever you need, Iâll give it to you."
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Tears streamed down Howardâs face as he clutched his
daughterâs hand. Heâd gladly take on her suffering, even if it
meant enduring it himself.
âJason, what do you need? Anything. Just save her."
Davidâs voice was tight, his heart heavy with grief.
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Jason sighed, his tone full of regret. "I can suppress the
poison for a while and wake her up, but Luna Stalk has no
cure. If you want to find out whoâs been helping her
suppress it, thatâs your only hope."
David refused to believe that a poison could have no cure.
After all, if a poison could be made, so too could an
antidote.
Jason quickly retrieved a small medical kit and mixed
together some dark, viscous substance in a bowl.
"Give this to Danielle. Sheâll wake up within five minutes,â
Jason instructed.
David took the bowl and tried to feed it to Danielle, but she
was unconscious and couldnât swallow. With urgency,
David took a sip of the medicine himself, gently prying
open Danielleâs mouth and passing the medicine to her.
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The room fell into stunned silence. The old, isolated village
saw its two village leaders blushing with embarrassment,
while Howard and Vivian watched in shock, helpless.
But at that moment, none of it mattered. All that mattered
was waking Danielle up.
David painstakingly fed her the entire bowl, and soon,
Danielleâs eyes fluttered open.
"Youâre awake, Danielle.â
âDanielle, youâre awake!"
âAre you feeling okay?" they all asked in unison.
Danielle, still groggy, her mind foggy, looked up at David
with distant eyes. She handed him a remote control and
whispered, "Save Matthew."
âHow is Matthew? Is he okay? Did you save him?"
Danielleâs first words were a question about Matthew, even
though she herself was suffering.
Vivianâs eyes welled up with tears once again, her heart
breaking. Danielle, poisoned and near death, was still
worried about Matthew.