All the doctors tried to see if they could remember anything, but they sighed and shook their heads.
"We can't do anything about it."
"I've never even seen this kind of poison before."
The doctors kept sighing, so Vania turned her attention to April.
Suddenly, April's eyes shone. "Someone might know something about this."
Delighted, Vania asked, "Who is it?"
Hanson was reminded of a certain person as well, and he asked, "Are you talking about the Apothecary's Family?"
"The Apothecary's Family?" Vania repeated. She had never heard of that family before.
April snapped his fingers. "Bingo. Legend has it that the apothecary's descendant, Mr. Owen, can cure all sorts of poison." He let out a sigh. "The Apothecary's Family is real, but Mr. Owen is just the stuff of legends. Nobody has seen him in the flesh before."
The Apothecary's Family was an organization that dated back hundreds of years. Everyone in the family spent their lives researching all kinds of poisons in the world. Rumor was that they had the antidote to every kind of poison, and this generation's leader was the Owen Family.
"Nobody has seen them before?" Vania asked, to which April nodded.
"It's been nearly a century since they were last sighted. Mr. Owen only cares about making his medicines, so he lives a quiet life in the mountains. We have no idea about his current situation."
"Well, someone must know something, or this rumor wouldn't have started." Vania was sure someone knew about the Apothecary's Family's situation, but there were a lot of forests in Hillsworth. She had no idea where to start.
Hanson did not want to douse her hope, but he had to say something. "We aren't even sure if Mr. Owen is still alive. Nobody knows who he is, or if he's even a man, to be honest. He could be a woman."
It was nigh impossible to find someone just from a rumor, but Vania was adamant on doing so. "I'll go through hell just to find him and save my son." But I have something to do before that. She looked at Hanson. "Wanna come with me?"
Hanson nodded. "Of course." He looked at April. "You'll handle things here. Call me if anything happens."
Hanson nodded. "Of course." He looked at April. "You'll handle things here. Call me if anything happens."
"Of course. You guys do what you need to do."
Hanson nodded and went with Vania.
Vania took the wheels, since Hanson had just donated his blood. She looked ahead coldly. "We're going to the Greyson Residence first." Melanie must have something to do with this.
Hanson nodded. He knew where Vania was going first anyway.
At the same time, George was lounging in his house, enjoying his tea like nobody's business. Josie was giving him a massage, while Melanie was scrolling through her phone as she sat on the sofa. She looked cruelly smug. That'll teach you not to mess with me, b*tch. I love seeing you cry.
Vania stormed right in. Since she came with Hanson, the servant did not stop her. Instead she announced, "President Luke and Miss Vania are here!"
The announcement made Josie stop what she was doing. She looked at Melanie, worried about what would happen.
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