My colleague, Gary Thompson, kept trying to persuade me to do the dialysis, but I just smiled, took the potent painkiller from his hand, and swallowed it.As a doctor, I knew that once the snake venom spread, not even a miracle could save me. I had at most two days left.I headed to the VIP ward and pushed the door open. A glass of water came flying at me. My mother, Helena Powell, was the one who threw it."How dare you come back?" she barked.The glass skimmed my temple, and warm liquid began trickling down my face, but they didn't even care."Didn't you say that snake was highly venomous this morning? How did you detox your body so fast? Clara, I'm warning you, if you pull another stunt, don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're my daughter!"Mom stared at me. Her eyes were devoid of warmth, and her voice was cold as ice.My dad, Mateo Winton, stood up and shielded my adopted sister, Grace Winton, behind him. He was glaring at me in fury."Grace spent three days pl
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