Dunstan looked back at Yolanda, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating.
The others observed Dunstan's reaction and guessed that Lucas was beyond saving. If not, why would he appear so conflicted instead of rushing to provide aid?
Among the crowd, Darius, who had accompanied Maria to pick up medicine, stepped forward calmly. He was a retired official. After checking Lucas' carotid artery, he sighed and shook his head.
"He has no pulse…"
His words deepened the somber atmosphere in the room.
Witnessing someone die right before their eyes was a shock no one could easily bear.
Darius sighed, feeling sorry for both Yolanda and Willow Creek Clinic.
A death in the clinic was a catastrophic event. Regardless of whether there was a direct connection, the clinic would have to shut down.
Willow Creek Clinic had been around for a century. Darius had been treated there since childhood, and he truly didn't want to see it shut down.
"Is he really dead?" Upon learning of Lucas' death, the other patients around began to panic.
Some were uneasy, fearing that the medicine they had received might be problematic.
Others lamented Lucas' death, while a few curious onlookers pulled out their phones to record the scene.
At first, they whispered amongst themselves, but gradually, their voices grew louder.
"How could he just die like that?"
"I saw him taking some medicine before he died."
"Aren't traditional medicines supposed to work slowly? How could he die right after taking them? Could it be poison?"
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