Tracey thought Mable would only arrive in Richworth after 11:00 pm. Who knew that she arrived just after dinner? The helicopter stopped at the tarmac in the villa’s back garden. Tracey ran over as soon as Mable came down. “Mabes, you’re finally here.” “How’s Blair? Did the doctor come to see him? What did he say?” Mable asked as she walked toward the house. Rahman followed behind her and complained, “It’s Blair. How could he lack doctors? You’re just worrying blindly!” Tracey glared at him and replied to Mable, “Mabes, his condition is a matter of the heart. The doctor said it needs to be treated with care.” Rahman rolled his eyes and could not be bothered roasting her further. He was now certain that Blair had deliberately tricked Mable into coming. “Where is he now?” Mable asked. “In his bedroom upstairs.” Rahman wanted to follow Mable when she went upstairs. However, he was blocked by Tracey. “Stop! Why are you everywhere? Stay here!” Tracey definitely co
The kiss was domineering. With half her body pressed against his chest, Mable was firmly confined in Blair’s arms. She was about to lose her breath. “You… Enough!” ‘What an opportunist! Will you ever stop?!’ Seeing as Mable was somewhat out of breath, Blair reluctantly let her go. He smiled faintly as he stared at her red lips. “Mabes, you seduced me first!” “Shameless!” Mable forcefully broke away from Blair’s arms and stood up. As she happened to touch Blair’s injured arm, the immense pain immediately forced him to clench his teeth. “What’s wrong with you?” Mable suspected he was injured. When she keenly noticed his frown, she instantly felt something was wrong. Blair forced himself to endure the pain and said with a smile, “I’m just sad to be pushed away by you again.” However, Mable was not fooled this time. She reached out to grab his hand. “Let me see your hand!” When she touched his hand just now, she remembered feeling that his right forearm was bandag
Mable knew Blair did not have sleeping problems and had never taken sleep aids. Blair glanced at the medicine bottle in her hand. “I haven’t been sleeping well these past two days, so I asked the doctor to prescribe me some sleeping pills.” The doctor, who had just bandaged his wound, nodded. “Mm, Master Blair hasn’t been sleeping very well these past two days.” Mable nodded and sat on the edge of the bed after the doctor left. “Give me your hand. I’ll take your pulse.” Blair stared at her serious face and smiled faintly. “Mabes, I like it when you care about me.” “Can you be serious?” Mable directly grabbed his left hand. She could not be at ease until she took his pulse. Blair stared at Mable’s fingers on his wrist and frowned slightly. His poisoning probably could not be detected by taking his pulse. Mable took his pulse and found that his breathing was very disorganized and that he lost a lot of blood. “Did the injury on your arm injust a large blood vessel?
‘How does he know about Rory? ‘Could Rory have known about our marriage and approached him?’ Mable was a little flustered. Blair was holding her tightly, so he keenly noticed her body stiffen when he mentioned Rory. It seemed that Rahman did not lie to him—the person Mable liked was Rory. Blair looked up to stare at her with jealousy. “Mabes, is Rory that good?” “Blair, you—” Blair cut her off and asked in a low voice, “Mabes, try to like me, will you? “I’m definitely not worse than him. We can try to be together for a while, and maybe you’ll realize that you’re happier with me.” Mable stared at him dumbfoundedly. After knowing him for such a long time, this was the first time he humbled himself when talking to her. He was almost pleading with her. For a moment, Mable’s eyes were teary. She looked away and said, “Blair, this isn’t like you.” ‘Why is he being so affectionate when he doesn’t like me? ‘Who is he showing it to?!’ “Hm?” Blair pinched her chin
Mable was very confident in her acupuncture skills. She could not have put the needle at the wrong point. Moreover, the silver needles used for acupuncture were extremely fine and could not cause bleeding under normal circumstances. Mable used gauze to press the bleeding spot. She thought the bleeding would stop soon, but blood continued to ooze out after almost ten minutes. The eye of the needle was small, so not much blood was flowing out. However, this could not go on. Mable took out the hemostatic ointment from her medical kit and put some on Blair’s arm, finally stopping the bleeding. “Blair, how do you feel?” Mable gently patted Blair’s cheek. Blair opened his eyes. His usually deep eyes seemed blurry as he spoke powerlessly, “Mabes, are you trying to hurt me to death?” Mable’s heart tightened. “Hurt you? “Blair, where does it hurt?” Blair calmed down and placed her hand on his chest. “Here—it hurts like hell.” “Blair, stop joking!” Mable was extremely anx
“Vortex!” Mable plopped into the chair, stunned. ‘Blair has been poisoned by Vortex!’ Mable had heard about the poison long ago. Some organizations would use it on traitors or captives to force confessions. Those poisoned would be in excruciating pain even if they were pricked by a needle. The worst part was that once they had a wound, they would bleed so much that it would be difficult for the wound to heal. As far as Mable knew, Vortex had been developed many years ago. Still, there had been no antidote. ‘Blair, how did you get poisoned by it?!’ Mable recalled the look on Blair’s face last night when he hugged her and said he was in pain. Her heart throbbed. He was not faking it. When she touched his wound and treated him with acupuncture, he was in immense pain. The pain was not inferior to that of the Necro Poison’s attack. Furthermore, painkillers were useless. Even so, Blair still held her tightly, refusing to let go. “Mabes, my wound hurts… “My woun
Mable asked again, “Besides the pain, are you uncomfortable elsewhere?” Blair lightly pinched the spot between his eyebrows. “I’m feeling dizzy.” Mable looked into his eyes and helped him lie down. The most important thing at the moment was to help him with the pain. Mable took Blair’s pulse. There was no way to reduce the pain caused by Vortex unless his sense of pain was temporarily sealed. She took out her acupuncture bag and said to him, “Blair, I’ll use silver needles to help you seal your sense of pain for now. It’s going to hurt, but you’ll be fine in a while. Bear with it.” Blair stared at her and responded, “Mm, I trust you.” Mable nodded and began treating him with acupuncture. More than ten needles were used to seal all his pain nerves, and each one was torture for Blair. By the time the seventh needle was applied, Blair had broken out in a cold sweat from the pain. Mable could not bear for him to suffer so much. So, she put a needle in the acupoint that
Mable looked in the direction of Blair’s bedroom and did not say anything. … After breakfast, Mable went to Blair’s bedroom. He had not woken up yet, so she drew a few milliliters of his blood for testing. Blair finally woke up at 10:00 am. As soon as he woke up, Mable helped him sit up. “How do you feel now?” “Much better.” Blair moved his injured arm. “The wound doesn’t hurt anymore.” “I sealed your pain nerves, so you don’t feel pain now.” It was not that the wound no longer hurt, but he just could not feel it. Blair chuckled. “This is pretty good.” “Your pain nerves can’t be sealed for long, only three days at most.” Mable held Blair’s hand. “Blair, don’t worry. I’ll definitely save you.” Blair touched her face. “The medical team is already working on the antidote. Don’t worry.” Mable nodded. After a moment of hesitation, she asked, “Blair, how did you get poisoned with Vortex?” Blair answered indifferently, “An enemy schemed against me.” He did not