Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: Hospital Confrontation

Lately, Melody Summers had been quietly observing the Desert Vine shoots sprouting from the ground. So far, only a few scattered vines had appeared in the residential complex. Since everyone left early and returned late to avoid the sun, no one had really noticed them.

Today, Sophie Thorne was visiting Melody Summers’s home. As the two were chatting, Melody noticed Sophie frowning and staring at her own right hand from time to time.

Melody followed her gaze and saw that Sophie’s right hand was slightly swollen and had a faint purplish hue.

Drawing on the experience from her past life, Melody thought Sophie’s hand looked like it had been pricked by a Desert Vine. She asked anxiously, "Sophie, what happened to your right hand? Did you touch some unfamiliar plant before you came in?"

Sophie’s right hand was burning, a mixture of pain and numbness that made it difficult to bend her fingers.

She frowned in thought before answering, "Before I left, I was tidying up the succulents in my room. I think there was a vine I didn’t recognize growing in one of the pots. I figured a weed seed had fallen in, so I just pulled it out."

Sophie hadn’t felt anything at the time, but her hand started to go numb a little while ago. She thought it was just her imagination, but now it was getting more swollen, and the numb, painful sensation was intensifying.

Hearing Sophie’s explanation, Melody cursed inwardly. She stood up and said, "That vine is poisonous. It’s covered in tiny thorns. You must have been pricked. We need to go to the hospital right now."

Then Melody paused, adding with some difficulty, "But the public hospitals are probably all full..."

After months of extreme heat, medical equipment and medicine were in short supply, and hospitals were overwhelmed. Many had been pushed to a standstill, completely unable to admit new patients.

"It’s fine. We can go to a private hospital I know," Sophie said, pulling up the directions on her phone.

Sophie felt bad about troubling Melody and was going to have her bodyguards take her, but Melody was worried about her. Plus, she wanted to confirm if the hospital had the antidote yet.

Melody followed the navigation and drove to a private hospital.

The entrance was staffed by a large group of security guards who rigorously checked the information of everyone entering and exiting to prevent unauthorized entry.

A doctor hurried over and knew the cause as soon as he saw Sophie’s hand. "You must have touched that new vine that’s been growing recently, right? It’s covered in thorns, and the moment you touch it, they embed themselves in your skin. The thorns stay in there and cause localized paralysis and swelling. You’ll need an injection of a newly developed antidote called a ’Thorn-Dissolving Shot.’"

Recently, these vines had taken root in every corner of the globe. Many people, curious how such a plant could grow in this heat, had touched them without noticing the nearly transparent thorns and gotten pricked.

Once these small thorns entered the body, they couldn’t be removed. They remained in the skin like fiberglass, requiring a special injection to dissolve them.

While the doctor treated Sophie’s wound, Melody took the prescription slip to go pick up the medicine for her.

Just as she reached the pharmacy, someone behind her suddenly called out.

"Melody?"

Melody turned around and saw Elaine Hughes and Sylvia Lancaster.

Elaine looked somewhat surprised to see her and asked, "Melody, what are you doing here? Did you hear the news and come to visit your father?"

Robert Lancaster had been worrying day and night over matters concerning the Lancaster Group. It was already October, but there was still no sign of the temperature dropping.

In a moment of anxiety, Robert had collapsed. He was brought to the hospital, where he was diagnosed with a cerebral thrombosis.

Melody said expressionlessly, "I don’t have a father. My mother raised me on her own. Please have some self-respect, Mrs. Lancaster."

Elaine’s face went pale. She stared at Melody, her eyes wide with disbelief. "W-what did you call me? I’m your biological mother!"

But Sylvia’s eyes darted around, and she spoke softly, feigning sadness. "Melody, you don’t know, but Father has been sick these past few days, bedridden. You’re his daughter, after all. You must be very sad to hear he’s ill. You haven’t been by his side to show your filial piety all these years, so why don’t you come home and take care of him for a few days?"

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