Chapter 515

The old man hadn't cared about Summer's opinion. He had raised the syringe and prepared to stab it in her hand.

"Stop." Just then, the young boy whom Summer had met earlier had spoken up.

He had gotten out of bed and weakly approached them. Then, the boy had ordered the old man, "Let go of her. You can't do this."

Meanwhile, Summer had thought that his efforts were futile. The young boy had also been a child. So, why would the old man listen to him?

However, the old man had had an unexpected response to the young boy's words.

After a brief pause, he had said, "Sir, you should rest. Your body is too weak—"

"I told you to let this girl go. Didn't you hear me?" the young boy had replied in annoyance. Once the old man had heard that, he had dared not retort and let Summer go.

Summer had been in disbelief as she had watched the scene. She had wondered if the young boy was Superman. Why had the old man listened to him?

The young boy had immediately become Summer's hero, so she h