Sure enough, the test results confirmed my suspicion, which made my heart sink to my stomach. The clothes were indeed stained with chronic poison. If she had worn it every day, the poison would’ve penetrated into her body through the skin, causing her to weaken slowly, until her heart stopped beating. She could’ve died.
After the poison invaded the body, even the most advanced medical equipment wouldn’t be able to detect it.
If it weren’t for the fact that her wound had come into contact with her clothes, the poison would not have attacked ahead of time. In that case, everyone would’ve chalked her death up to natural causes. No one would’ve suspected that it was actually murder.
What a smart and vicious means of killing.
“The toxin is unknown, and it decomposed quickly. It can make the blood thicken, causing it to flow slowly, resulting in insufficient blood supply in the heart. Consequently, the functions of the organs would have gone out of control.”
The doctors discussed the results with me. I listened calmly and expressionlessly.
“Her airway has already been severely convulsed. If things go on like this, I’m afraid there will be no way for her to recover-“
Hearing this, I kicked the chair away.
It flew and crashed against the wall. A hush fell over the room as all the doctors lowered their heads, trembling with fear.
I took a deep breath and smoothed my hair. “Give me the results in an hour.”
“It will take some time to develop the antidote,” Ferrill said hesitantly. An old doctor had nudged him forward, urging him to say something. He adjusted his glasses nervously and added, “We’ve never encountered such a poison before. Give us a little more time. We have no clue what’s going on right now.”
“No clue?” I echoed coldly. “Do you think she still has the time to wait for you to develop the antidote?” The temperature in the room dropped a hundred degrees and the doctors before me all shivered. They were all experts at the top of their respective medical professions, but now they were telling me that there was nothing they could do. What a joke!
I didn’t have the patience to continue listening to their rambles, so I stormed out of the meeting room.
“Rufus, where are you going?” Omar asked worriedly. “What should we do?”
“Find out who’s behind this,” I answered curtly, walking towards the ward.
“Could it be Flora?” Omar speculated. “After all, only those who live together can find the opportunity to use such a poison…”
“I don’t want to suspect her.” I cut him short. “Sylvia trusts Flora.”
“But what if it was really her?” Omar whispered anxiously.
“That’s why I’m going to ask her myself,” I answered in a low voice. “I’ve already sent for her.”
Flora’s POV
As soon as I walked out of the dormitory building, I saw a familiar figure standing under a tree from afar.
Warren had changed into sportswear, looking very athletic and handsome. He was not as embarrassed and disheveled as last night.
When he saw me come out, he jogged straight to me, carrying a delicate pink bag in his hand.
“What do you want?” I pursed my lips and asked grumpily. The atmosphere grew awkward as soon as I saw him.
“You weren’t in the canteen this morning, so I brought you some food,” he said, shuffling from one foot to the other nervously.
I turned my head away. I didn’t want to talk to him. “I’m not hungry. Eat it yourself.”
“Just eat it when you do get hungry. Today’s class will be long.” After saying that, Warren shoved the bag into my hands and abruptly ran away.
I watched him leave wordlessly, clutching the pink bag in my hands. Why did he run? Was I that scary?
Brows furrowed; I opened the bag angrily.
The bag was surprisingly big and there were all kinds of desserts in it. They each looked so delicate and lovely in their little plastic boxes. It was as though each dessert was carefully and thoughtfully packed.
As a she-wolf with a strong character, of course I wouldn’t allow myself to take his gift just like that. I put everything back inside the bag and reluctantly took it with me to the classroom, intending to return it to Warren when I saw him.
But little did I know that Harry would eat them all while I was in the bathroom.
When I saw the empty plastic boxes and Harry, who was burping loudly, I was too angry to say a word.
“Thank you, Flora,” he said, licking the cake crumb off his fingers. “I asked you to bring me breakfast yesterday, but I didn’t expect you’d actually bring me something to eat! Where did you buy these desserts anyway? They taste even better than those made by our family cook.”
“Damn you!” I pinched Harry’s cheek angrily. “I’m gonna kill you!”
Just then, Warren entered the classroom. When he passed by me, he glanced at the empty boxes.
Embarrassed, I buried my face in my hands. Before I could pluck up the courage to explain, Warren smiled and walked to his seat in the back of the classroom.
I pressed my fingers against my temple, feeling a little peeved.
He misunderstood me now. Although it was just food, I always believed that I shouldn’t take other people’s things, or else I would owe them. Moreover, our relationship is in an awkward state right now.
But I didn’t stew for too long. I soon realized that Sylvia was absent.
“Why isn’t Sylvia here?” Harry leaned over and whispered.
“I don’t know.” I was confused, too.
Yesterday, when we talked on the phone, Sylvia said that she would only skip the morning exercises, but she was going to attend class.
Just as I was pulling out my phone to call Sylvia, Maya came over and whispered that something had happened to Sylvia.
My mind went completely blank. How could something has happened to her with Rufus by her side?
I hurriedly followed Maya to the hospital. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the unconscious Sylvia lying in bed. She looked weak and pale as a ghost.
“What happened?” I cried, trembling. I reached for her hand and found that it was cold as ice. “She was fine yesterday…”
“She was poisoned.”
A deep male voice sounded from behind me. When I turned around, I found Rufus by the doorway. His demeanor was cold, but the dark circles under his eyes betrayed his exhaustion.
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