The violent surge of emotion sent me into another crisis that very night. My breathing grew shallow, my oxygen levels plummeted, and I was on the verge of needing a ventilator.Angela Reign, the head nurse who had cared for me since the beginning, stood by my side with reddened eyes as she administered the medication, gently patting my back to soothe me. "Chloe, hang in there. You have to hold on! Prof. Stenson has already succeeded, hasn't he? I saw the news yesterday—his new drug has made a miracle happen..."Her voice broke as she spoke. "I still remember when you first fell ill. Prof. Stenson cared for you so much—he'd stay by your bedside through the night, holding your hand and saying, 'Don't be afraid, Chloe, I'll save you.' And now he's finally done it. Your suffering's almost over."Listening to her, I could only force a faint, bitter smile.Once my condition finally stabilized, Angela went to fetch some water, leaving me alone in the room. Just then, Wynter appeared in th
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