In the hallway of the hospital, the sound of an urgent bell sent several doctors and nurses into a sprint, racing toward Serena's ICU room as if it were the final stretch of a hundred-meter dash.
The Collins family seemed indifferent to her plight; not a single one spared her a second glance.
Martin and Dora waited anxiously outside the room.
After a while, Martin's phone rang.
He stepped out to the large balcony on that floor, his voice tense as he confronted the caller, "Did you orchestrate all of this?"
"Let's not be too dramatic," the voice on the line replied through a voice changer, always sounding mechanical and cold, "You knew about her condition. Bacterial infection led to sepsis, organ failure across the board. Not even Hippocrates could help her, but I happened to have an experimental drug that could work, though it hadn’t passed the final stage of testing."
"I thought it was some miracle cure, and it turns out to be an experimental drug." Martin gripped his phone tighter, his frustration palpable.
"If you could turn back time, you’d still take it, experimental or not, because what other choice did you have?"
The mystery person's words only fueled Martin's anger further.
"Experimental drugs come with risks, but don't worry, I have the antidote."
"How do I know your antidote isn't flawed?" Martin asked through clenched teeth.
"Just take the antidote, and all the symptoms will vanish. She can be discharged safely."
The voice remained detached, devoid of any emotion.
"However, the antidote is only a temporary fix. We're working on a permanent solution, which should be ready in a month. Don't flatter yourself; it's not just for you. We have other plans for it. As long as you do as you're told, I'll set aside a dose for you once it’s ready."
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