Serena Summers gripped the syringe tightly as her vision began to blur.
She was almost at the end of her tether.
If it had been before, even a little bit of pain would make her cry out.
But now, she could only endure it.
Because she knew, someone needed this medicine more than her.
Serena Summers was never really a kind and generous person.
If it were not Lucas Shaw lying here today, Serena would refuse to treat without hesitation.
What did the life and death of others have to do with her?
She could help countless people, but only on the condition that her own safety and life were ensured.
But Lucas Shaw was different.
He was the only person in this world who haunted her dreams.
He was the only one whom Serena wanted to live a safe and disease-free life forever.
An hour quickly passed, and Brandon Reese brought over the medicine that had been decocted.
"Madame, the medicine has arrived."