The expression on Mark's handsome face turned icy cold. "I’ll call Ms. Hart." Harry quickly pulled out his phone.
At that moment, he could tell what Mark needed most; he was very certain that Mark desired Summer's comfort.
"N-No need to call her. Sh-She'll be there in the afternoon..." he uttered laboriously. "The doctor will be giving me sedatives immediately and put me on IV. Afterward, you send me back to the apartment."
The IV process began after first aid measures were taken care of. By the time he had finished a bottle, she would have also finished work.
"But you need someone to care for you!"
"When this bottle is finished, send me back to the apartment. Then, return to work." Although Mark looked pale, he maintained his unwavering authority.
Harry knew that Mark did not like hospitals, especially the odor there. Furthermore, it was just IV, and the doctor had said it could also be done at home. Hence, he nodded in acknowledgment.
There were three rooms. Harry had no idea which room had been Mark’s, so he supported him into a
random room-the rightmost room.
He hung up the IV bottle and set its drip rate to the minimum. Then, he closed the door.
Mark was administered with sedatives prior to the IV. It contained a tranquilizing substance that would make him drowsy. As a result, he fell into a deep sleep.
Not long after Harry left, Yvette arrived at the apartment and went straight into Mark’s room. Seeing that nobody was in the room, she smiled.
Then, she carried a pouch into the living room. Inside the pouch was a large bottle. Nobody knew what exactly was its content... Comment by Chein Ling Foo: Original:
'nobody knew what exactly was inside the pouch...'
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