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The whole room, because of these words fell into silence.

Chad sighed quietly.

Lyra didn't understand and sat down next to Malcolm, "Why? The recession has plagued you for so long. Don't you want to cure these complications and live a normal life sooner?" Malcolm didn't want to explain, just grabbed her hand and clutched it tightly with a determined look.

Seeing this expression on his face, Lyra seemed to understand what was going on, and let Chad and Jimmy get out first.

"Malcolm and | have a little talk we'd like to have alone. So please close the door on your way out, but don't go far." Chad and Jimmy had the good sense to leave.

When the room was completely quiet, Lyra asked, "Did you catch Anthony? Has him told you?" "Yes." Malcolm didn't lie.

Lyra sighed. Nothing was hidden from Malcolm! Although his body was sick, his brain was still very good, and not confused at all .

Lyra held his hands, "Don't believe him. I..." "His conditions are that you would withdraw from me and marry him, right?" Malcolm interrupted her. His tone was cold.

"Mel, you are aware of Anthony he ..." Malcolm wrinkled his eyebrows and interrupted again, "You just have to answer me. Is what he said true?" Lyra choked, lowered her head, and sighed again, "It's true." Malcolm followed and lowered his head, hiding the raging hostility and murderous intent in the depths of his eyes, "If | have to sacrifice your future happiness in exchange for my health, | would like to die!" Lyra immediately covered his mouth and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about again! Don't you ever mention that word again!" He took her hand and clutched it tightly, with a serious and grave look.

"Rara, if the price of living is losing you and watching you marry that scumbag Anthony, I'm the one who's really worse off than dead!" Lyra squatted down to his feet and smiled to ease his mind, "Mel, living is more important than anything else. Let's use the medicine to cure the disease first, and then we can deliberate the rest later, okay?" Malcolm shook his head.

In this matter, he will not compromise.

"Anthony gave it and | will not inject! Never!" "Mel ..." Malcolm didn't want to hear it, withdrew the hand clutching her wrist and turned his head to the side. His cold face was saying no negotiation! Lyra knew that he was stubborn and when he made up his mind, no one could change his mind.

She simply stopped persuading, stood up and stared at him with apologies, "Sorry, | brought you to the lab today, not to discuss this matter. If you are not willing, | can only enforce it." "Rara!" Malcolm guessed what she wanted to do and tried to catch her wrist.

It was dodged by her taking two steps back.

She turned her head toward the door and called, "Chad, come in." The door opened quickly and Chad had his head exposed, full of surprise, "Miss Lyra, you have convinced him?" Lyra didn't answer, but just pointed at Malcolm, "Hold him down and don't let him move." "Rara!" Malcolm called out to her again with a cold face.

Chad was stunned on the spot and didn't dare to enter by grasping the door, "I...I...did I hear you right? You're going to do it the hard way?" Lyra took a deep breath and her attitude was insistent, "You heard me right. Hold him down." Being nervous, Chad walked into the room but stopped in his tracks by a look from Malcolm.

"Don't you dare!" Malcolm glared at him, gritting his teeth, "Don't forget whose man you are and who you should listen to!" "Boss, I..." Chad swallowed. He never thought that he would make this choice one day, "This medicine is good for you. Boss, you should listen to Miss Lyra!" Malcolm was full of stubbornness, "No way! I'll ask you again. Whom do you listen to?" "He should listen to me." Lyra answered for Chad. Her eyebrows raised slightly and she had a domineering smile, "You are my man, and your subordinate should naturally listen to me first!" Malcolm was speechless.

Her logic was...

Lyra looked to Chad, "Don't be afraid. With me here, he can't touch you. Go." With her assurance, Chad walked decisively towards Malcolm.

Malcolm was cold and kicked him right away.

He did not dare to hide, covering his leg and kept jumping, "Ouch! Miss Lyra, he hit me!" "You already learned to how to accuse me?" Malcolm was so angry that he stormed out, and his eyes were so gloomy that he wanted to kill him.

Chad was wimped, backing up and hiding behind Lyra.

Lyra sighed and had to ask Jimmy for a rope and tied Malcolm's feet herself.

Chad immediately stepped forward, restrained Malcolm's hands, and called Jimmy in to inject.

Malcolm, despite being restricted from freedom, still scared Jimmy with his appalling breath that Jimmy was too afraid to approach.

"I'l do it." Lyra reached out.

Jimmy sighed in relief and handed the syringe up with both hands.

Malcolm looked up and stared at her, "Rara, don't push me." Lyra leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss on his thin lips, coaxing, "I will be very gentle and try not to hurt you. This time I'll remove the complications from you, and we get rid of the virus next time." "Rara ..." "Don't you yearn for the future, when we live as a normal couple? We might even have a lively and lovely little baby. Our future will be happy from the moment you heal.” They were looking at each other.

Malcolm listened intently to her, and was captivated by her clear and starry eyes.

While he was listening to her, Lyra steadily inserted the needle into the vein between his jugular and carefully pushed the medicine into his body.

Within seconds, however, the drug began to take effect.

Malcolm's body was limp. His eyelids were heavy. His dark eyes were weak, and his whole body was powerless.

"Dr., what's going on?" Lyra asked him, turning her head.

Jimmy immediately checked Malcolm's state, "He's fine. This blue solution will make him weak when it is first injected. Malcolm will be fine when he gets up after a nap." Lyra and Chad breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Chad placed him in the bed and left the room with Jimmy knowingly.

Only when everyone was gone did Lyra take off her shoes and lie down on the bed, taking Malcolm into her arms and letting him fall asleep in her arms.

While stroking his face, she looked at the banana trees out the window and said softly.

"Do you know when I fall in love with you?" Malcolm was sickly and shook his head gently.

"From the day | was brought into the Freeman family by grandpa, you were the one person who smiled at me. And I've been obsessed with you ever since. | ..." Her delicate and gentle voice ran into his ears, so that Malcolm could not help but the corners of his mouth rose, listening to her narrative about the past.

The banana leaves outside the window were rattling in the wind.

Malcolm tried not to fall asleep and asked, "Rara, will you really back out and marry ..." Before the question was finished, his eyes slowly closed and he passed out.

Lyra was still looking out the window. Her emotion was unknown, "Sleep, sleep and wake up. You'll be better and better in the future.” mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLII0fiflO& 1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWL1i10fif10&1 mmMwWLIiI0fiflO&1