Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1775

When she thought about the possibility of the wound on her face recovering one day, Shirley asked impatiently, “What is it? What do you want in exchange?”

Adam’s eyes lit up. “The anti-toxoid test reagent for AXT6g.”

As he spoke, an evident change came over Shirley’s expression.

The glow and expectation in her eyes disappeared a s well.

“There isn’t any, ” Shirley answered simply.

“There isn’t any? You’re the one who developed the poison, so how is it possible that you don’t have a way to cure the poison?” Adam found this suspicious. “If you truly want your face to recover, you’d best hand me the anti-toxoid test reagent now.”

Shirley put on a bitter and miserable smile on her face. “If I don’t have the anti-toxoid test reagent, you won’t perform the surgery on me, is that

right?”

“Yes.”

“Heh.” Shirley smirked  sarcastically, leaning against the bed. “I guess I’ll be ugly for the rest of my life then.”

“Even if you were to recover, you’ll still be ugly because your heart is black.”

“Yes, my heart is black, ” Shirley said in self- deprecation. “I want to head downstairs to sunbathe now. My good brother, carry me downstairs.”

Shirley requested knowing that Adam would not reject her request.

Adam indeed did not reject her. He stepped forward and carried her.

Shirley leaned against Adam and quietly lifted her eyes to look at Adam’s face. For some reason, the corners of her eyes felt warm.

“Do you still remember that time? You had twisted your ankle and cried because you had no way of getting upstairs. I was the one who carried you upstairs.