The black-clad man standing next to the doctor didn't respond to the doctor's words, but stared at the person on the hospital bed with a pair of dark eyes, afraid that something might go wrong.
The doctor looked at the black-clad man nervously, and after hearing no answer, his voice trembled when he spoke again.
"Then I do it now?"
The black-clad man nodded lightly, and the doctor skillfully took out the prepared drug from a syringe.
Soon, the doctor took the needle, found the vein in Jane's hand and started injecting her with drug.
Jane bit her lip slightly, not daring to move.
Although one more person came, she still had to follow Louis' arrangements, and she must let the other party see that she was injected with venom, and make the other party completely believe that Martha was dead - only then could their plan proceed smoothly.
Although this particular drug contained other substances which would cause death without anyone noticing once it took effect, as long as all drugs were cleared within an appropriate time frame, there would be no danger.
Although Jane was very scared, she believed in Louis and believed that the man would not let her have an accident.
She could feel the doctor slowly pushing the needle, and soon the medicine was injected into her body.
A thin layer of sweat broke out from one hand she put on the quilt, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from her back.
For the first time, Jane felt so close to death.
She would be fine.
While comforting herself inside, she silently endured the injection of drug.
After the doctor saw that the drug in the needle had been injected, he skillfully pulled out the needle and pressed the needle hole on Jane's hand with cotton.
After Jane felt the cotton leave her hand, she couldn't help clenching her hand under the quilt slightly.
The plan had been considered a success so far, and she just needed to hold on and wait for rescue.
But somehow, before she could hold on for long, her consciousness began to slowly fade.
Soon, her perception of her surroundings dulled a lot.
After the doctor saw that the injection of the drug was finished, he turned his head and looked eagerly at the man standing beside him.
"Let's go."
What he had to do had been done, and now he just wanted to get out of this place quickly.
After the black-clad man heard this, he didn't hurry to leave, but instead approached the ward with a fierce expression, took out the dagger from his waist, and approached the bed step by step.
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