5

The feeling of thinking deeply and being terrified couldn't be more so.

I suppressed my raging emotions and was thinking about how to find a way to properly retaliate against this pair of adulterers, when the corner of my eye suddenly caught sight of something.

It was a white medicine bottle filled with English words.

It was placed on the bedside table, with a little over half a cup of water next to it.

It was clearly the medicine I had taken last night.

A moment flashed through my mind that the doctor had kindly told me that this medicine was a Chinese-made medicine with the least side effects when he prescribed the medicine for me. My eyelids jumped, and I stiffened in place for a while before I went forward and picked up the medicine.

My eyes swept over the English words, and when I saw that its name was hydroxychloroquine, I felt a strange thud in my heart.

Quickly taking out my phone, I looked up the relevant information of this medicine.

After seeing that it was used to control the clinical symptoms of malaria, and had nothing to do with treating the eyes, but had side effects that could damage the eyes, and even lead to blindness, my hand trembled, and the phone fell to the ground with a crash.

Michael Smith...

Why did he give me this medicine?

A myriad of terrifying guesses surged in my heart in an instant. I picked up the phone, staggering, and the first thing I did was to call my attending physician.

I need to figure out if he actually prescribed me this medicine.

Does this medicine have an effect on my current condition that I don't know about?

But thinking about the fact that Michael Smith has been the one contacting him for almost a year, I also worry that Michael Smith will know.

Flipping through the phone book, I thought about it and called my former boss.

Since the car accident, I've been immersed in a state of depressed self-isolation for a long time.

I haven't contacted anyone other than Michael Smith and Jennifer Miller since I was discharged from the hospital.

As an orphan whose parents had both passed away, I've always felt that Michael Smith was the only warmth in this city.

But now, this warmth has turned into a nightmare.

Waking up from a nightmare, besides my former boss, I really couldn't think of who to ask for help. I was obsessed with working and making money back then, so my social circle was that big.

Now I've been out of society for too long, and Jennifer Miller has been following me every day. Although it will take her several hours to buy the buns today, I really can't be sure if there will be any problems in between, so I had to entrust the man who has always cooperated closely with me and is steady and righteous.

The phone rang, and I hesitated, "President Jiang... are you free? Can you help me check something?"

I paused and added, "It's urgent."

Not contacting for nearly a year, David Wilson was obviously surprised when he heard my voice.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Yes, I'm free. What is it?"

Very directly, without the slightest hesitation.

I was stunned, and the feeling of unease from not contacting for a long time and asking for help disappeared immediately.

I gratefully curved my lips, and in an instant, my mind recalled the scene of us fighting side by side, being invincible in the workplace, and winning project after project.

David Wilson has always been a very trustworthy person.

Cooperating for so many years, he has never disappointed me.

Calming down, I simply told him about my recovery of sight.

I also briefly described my current situation.

He listened quietly, and his breathing was obviously cold and deep.

Then, before I could ask him to do anything, he said, "I will go to the hospital to help you check that bottle of medicine."

He had guessed my intention.

My eyes were a little hot, and I heard him arrange things decisively, "It's still early, today is enough to find out the results, to be safe, I'll wait for your one-way contact."

"Now, you have to find a way to avoid taking this medicine again, and start collecting evidence. If possible, it's best to give them more opportunities to tell the truth."

"Remember, don't be impulsive, calm down, face it calmly. If you need anything, you can contact me. I will do my best to help you."

He chattered on and on, just like he used to hold small meetings for me.

Before hanging up the phone, he finally stopped.

After a pause, he said, "Sophia Davis, protect yourself."