Fred was furious. "I don't care! Do whatever is necessary to save her. If not, I'll fucking kill you all!" He meant every word he said.
The doctors were there to conduct the data analysis. They monitored the queen and Lily's health to ensure their bodily functions remained optimal. Fred wanted everything perfect to draw the best conclusion based on the results.
Yet, the doctors told him Lily was dying now that he was so close to accomplishing his goals. Fred could not accept it.
‘Why would Lily suddenly end up like this under such tight surveillance?’
Fred asked the guard, "What did she eat yesterday?"
The guard shook his head. "The usual. No one went inside, so she couldn't have eaten anything else."
"That's strange." Fred turned and approached the doctor. "How is she?"
"She's not getting any better. Although her heart rate is slow, it’s still beating. She will live for now, but her condition is bad," the doctor concluded.
After some thought, Fred shoved the doctors aside and grabbed Lily's shoulders. "What the hell have you done to yourself?! Are you out of your fucking mind?! Do you think you can end this if you die?
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