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Bella looked at Aren finally blinking her astonished eyes. "I-Is there any cure?" Aren sighed once again shaking his head which increased her breathing, she again gaped at the old man. "The tumor has spread enough to not be cured, I did try to find something to cure him but nothing. The only escape he will have from this pain now is death." Bella closed her eyes biting her inner cheek. She never thought about such a thing and the fact that maybe Sebastian and Serena didn't know about this and she got to know before them troubled her even more. She bid goodbye to the doctor assuring him that they will admit Mr. Wayne to the hospital soon.

He has to be. “Sabrina, he’s been bitten too many times. He will change—“ ”We have a cure!” I looked up at him and immediately remembered that I left Lana and Nathan inside the clinic. “Lana and Nathan have the cure! Get to them and make them come here!” But Sebastian continued looking at me sadly. Maddie was already crying beside him as she clutched on his arm. I looked at all the others who were around us: the Councilmen, Edwin, the Kingsguards, even Miranda who remained strong and alive along with our packmates who survived.

As he tries to remember the remaining part of the letter, Raven cuts in. Raven ; Devon where's the cure? Devon; it's right here Caleb; let's give it to her right now They all arrange the cure that looks like some kind of herb but weirdly different. They give it to Sternberg and she's mute for some minutes then she starts to scream and finally keeps mute. Sternberg ; I'm doing guys.i can feel it. It's not working Raven breaks down crying and Caleb hold her really close to him while Devon run to Sternberg

“Cure? Weren't you the one that demanded for a toxic that had no cure to kill Jocelyn? Now that you are already infected with it, you come to beg for a cure?” “I am not infected with it you bastard! Gosh! You are so fucking stupid! You motherfucker!” “ Call me what ever you want, I don't care! You are the one who is going to die anyway and not me. For now, Sienline toxic has no cure, however Mrs. Hudston was the creator of it, find her and try to make her give you the cure. Besides, you are her closet workmate, it shouldn't be hard!” “If I had known that, do you still think I would be here? She has no memory of the cure and no t

[“SL News... After three months of suffering from the disease called Lila Virus, someone finally made a cure for everyone. Here is the live interview with the doctor who proposed the cure to kill a virus within a week. Dr. Zyrille De Vega, our new hero. How did you develop the cure within two months?” [“Well, every doctor, even the police, is a hero in this epidemic crisis. I’m just part of the team that developed the cure for this disease.”] [“May we know your team that diligently studied this disease and created a cure for the people of San Lorenzo?”] [“I’m sorry but they wanted to keep their id

asked Ethan after a long pause. "I'll make the recipe. And I'll also be waiting here to schedule a medical examination for Miss Russell while you go to the pharmacy," said Anthony. Ethan nodded in understanding. Next, he turned his head towards William. Want to find out the response of the owner of this room. But in fact the man seemed not to care about anything. "This is the recipe," said Anthony while giving Ethan the recipe that had to be redeemed. Ethan accepted then immediately greeted the pharmacy. "Are you feeling better, Miss Russell? Is it still hard to breathe?" Anthony asked Leona.

Jette: The curse will have no ending as well… Candy: There’s no cure. Jette: (Scanned all the pages of the book) No. There’s no cure…

The cure that would heal the world. And now, he had found it. "Scarlett." I turned. Noah was looking at me. His face was pale. His eyes were tired. But there was a smile on his lips. A smile I had never seen before. "It's done." I felt my heart stop. "What?" "I've completed the cure. It works. It can reverse the infection. It can restore the infected to their human form." I walked toward him. I looked at the vials. They were filled with a clear liquid.

"You are a sick, twisted monster." My mother glared at me. The doctor frowned and recommended genetic testing, suspecting a rare disease. My mother only sneered. "Rare disease? She's mentally warped. She fakes being sick to get attention!" The noon sun blazed overhead. I huddled under the shade canopy, trembling violently, clutching my collar shut. Then my mother shoved the canopy aside and overturned it. She tore off my long coat and pushed me down onto the scorching sand. The intense UV rays seared through my skin in an instant. Huge blisters swelled up along my arms, then burst one after another. My mother stood there, revulsion all over her face. "Iris, have you no shame left at all, fak

Much more than I ever thought I was. The bedroom was dark when I finally got up, my hands still hurt from the glass but whatever. Everything hurts these days, I wrapped them in some gauze I kept hidden in my drawer - had to hide everything from him, even basic medical supplies. Our bed looked huge and empty like always. Garrick barely slept here anymore, he said my presence made him sick, that is the nicest thing to hear from my husband every night.