Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 968

Wiping away her tears, Conrad whispered in her ear, “It’s okay. He’ll be fine. He hasn’t done enough as your father yet. So, before he completely compensates you, he’ll live.”

Fia shoved him aside and pouted. “I told you! I don’t care about him! Can you not assume anything?”

“…”

Conrad was speechless. He knew that she simply did not want to admit that she actually cared about her father deep down in her heart. She was a good-hearted girl after all. After seeing her father saving her once, Fia had lost most of her hatred for him.

“Let’s sit down and wait.”

Conrad pulled her to a chair nearby to sit down. It was then that Tiger arrived with the results. “Sir, Mr. Parker was poisoned. There are two unknown components in the drug so we can’t produce an antidote.”

Fia asked anxiously, “Will this poison kill him?”

Tiger furrowed his brows and said, “It’s not deadly. Although Mr. Parker cannot move, he is still fully conscious. He can see and hear. However, if we can’t get rid of the poison in time, it’ll seep into his bone marrow…”

Although he did not finish his words, Conrad and Fia knew what he meant.

Fia asked, “How long will it take for it to reach his bone marrow?”

Tiger clenched his teeth and said in frustration, “Three days.”

Hearing this, Conrad hastily ordered him, “You have my permission to postpone every task you have at hand. Focus on synthesizing the cure for Mr. Parker.”

Tiger said, “But sir… I don’t think I’m up to the task. We need to find Nightingale from the Hellish Training Camp. Or, the help of his disciple...”

“Who is this Nightingale? Let’s contact him right away!” Fia urged.

Conrad, however, realized just how dire the situation was. Nightingale was one of the top three in the Hellish Training Camp. He was ranked second and the most resourceful in synthesizing drugs. Rumor had it that his disciple was even more skilful in creating poison.

Nightingale’s mastery in drugs enabled him to treat and save countless lives. But this also meant that he had murdered plenty of people too. After all, medicine and poison were the opposite sides of a coin. The man was essentially a living legend; and like most living legends, he was not the friendliest person on the planet. So it was not easy to get him to treat anyone. He only treated people who he felt like treating at the time. Not only that, it was difficult to trace him down in such short notice.

Tiger said, “Madam, the top three in the camp usually hide their identities really well. They don’t even know the others’ true identity.”

Fia frowned, “But don’t you all come from the Hellish Training Camp? Don’t you have a way to find them?”