"Mr. Yoder, what's wrong with my son? What on earth is going on?" Edward questioned Bowen loudly.
"Mr. Maddox, please remain calm. I'll check on him now to find out what's happening!" Bowen tried to appease him.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and smacked Chester on the back. With every slap, clouds of black mist were expelled out of his mouth.
"Ah!" Chester never stopped letting out blood-curdling yowls.
At that moment, he resembled a ferocious beast with his blood-red eyes. The way he stared at Bowen fixedly felt as though he intended to stab him to death with his horrifying gaze. His menacing glower made the latter's hair stand on end.
Bowen could not fathom how such a horrendous twist occurred. However, he could only leave no stones unturned to expel the toxin from Chester's body for the time being. His forehead beaded with cold sweat from concentration and fear.