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"What's Dr. Perez saying? Why did Mr. Clemens suddenly go into shock?" Andrew asked, his voice trembling with concern.

Dahlia replied somewhat pessimistically, "She said that Mr. Clemens' current condition, just being in shock, is actually a good sign. If it weren't for his strong physical condition, he might have already..." She trailed off, unable to finish the Hearing this, Andrew punched the wall in frustration.

thought.

With a "thud," the wall shook, and everyone's hearts trembled.

Everyone stood there, feeling utterly oppressed and distressed by the situation.

Dahlia sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I've been contacting doctors from all over the world, and Dr. Perez is helping me find some experts. But as soon as they hear about Mr. Clemens' condition, they all back out. I'm really anxious too. In this situation, we can't just experiment recklessly."

Rodolfo asked softly, "Any news from Rylan?"

Andrew shook his head, "No."

Dahlia asked, "What about Ms. James?"

Andrew explained, "Ms. James has been trying to find a solution, but we've lost contact with Jesse and Terry. Tristan's enemies have been hunting him down; they must have cut off communications."

Dahlia frowned. "What are we going to do?"

Rodolfo said quietly, "Ms. James is going to Mount Avalis tomorrow, probably to seek help from Hubert. I heard from Arya that Hubert left many medical records on the mountain. They might be useful. Also, Ms. James wants to check Hubert's study to see if there's any way to contact Riley."

Andrew nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's a good plan. Maybe we'll find something useful."

Dahlia's hope was rekindled, "Let's hope so. Time is running out. If we can't find Riley soon, then really..."noveldrama

Andrew interrupted, "Let's not talk about this now. You should stay here for the next few days. If anything happens to Mr. Clemens, we need you close by to treat him immediately. I'll take him back to his room." "Okay," Dahlia agreed, her voice steady but her eyes betraying her worry.

Dahlia came downstairs and told Sadie that Micah had been given medication and was now weak and asleep.

Sadie hurried upstairs to check on him. At this moment, Micah was lying in bed, sleeping peacefully.

Andrew, worried she might be anxious, carefully explained, "Mr. Clemens is just very tired. He'll be fine after some rest." Sadie's voice choked up, "Don't hide it from me. Did he faint?" She looked at Andrew, her eyes pleading for the truth.

Andrew said in a low voice, "No. He went into shock."

Sadie closed her eyes and swallowed a sigh, trying to compose herself.

Andrew reassured her, "Mr. Clemens has taken his medication. He should wake up by tomorrow morning. Stay with him. I'll leave you two alone."

Sadie nodded, turning her gaze to Micah on the bed, feeling both heartbroken and anxious.

Feeling uneasy, she couldn't help but try calling Tristan again, but still couldn't get through. The same happened with Jesse and Terry's numbers.

Holding her phone, Sadie sat on the bed, feeling very dejected. Her only hope now was to go to Mount Avalis tomorrow and see if she could find any useful clues in Hubert's study.

Sadie changed Micah into his pajamas, wiped his body, and then sat by the bed, quietly watching over him.

Looking at his gaunt face, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

She deeply regretted not letting go of her hatred sooner, not noticing Micah's condition in time, and not staying in Newark.

If she had stayed back then, Hubert could have treated Micah, and maybe he would have already recovered by now. He wouldn't be suffering from the pain of illness, nor would his life be in danger. She felt truly guilty, deeply guilty. As she thought about it, her tears unknowingly fell onto Micah's face.

She hurriedly reached out to wipe them away, and at that moment, a warm hand grasped hers. A low, hoarse voice slowly sounded, "I'm not dead yet, don't be afraid."