After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 923

Chapter 923

In the emergency room, several doctors had different expressions. The doctor with glasses spoke up in confusion, "How could this happen? There's no problem with the leftover food. How is it possible for there to be a collective bacterial infection?"

Usually, in these situations, it's because there was something wrong with the food that was eaten - either it wasn't clean or it was expired.

But according to the test results, there were no problems.

This was strange.

An older doctor also looked puzzled and said, "If there's nothing wrong with what they ate, then where did this bacterial infection come from? If we can replace the root cause of this illness quickly and treat it accordingly, then they'll recover quickly. But if we can't replace out what caused it... then treatment will take too long and their condition may worsen."

"What's going on?" Sylvia's cold voice rang out from the doorway. When several doctors heard her voice they all turned to look at her. The doctor with glasses showed her the test results. "Dr. Sylvia, take a look at this - everything is normal."

"That's right! We can't figure out what caused this illness," said the older doctor as he came closer to them both.

Sylvia looked at both sets of test results - one for food and one for feces.

She hadn't spoken yet when Jasper returned with Brogan Mullins.

Brogan Mullins had been pulled along again; his legs were almost giving way under him now; he hardly had any strength left in his legs anymore.

It was clear that this wasn't just a normal case of diarrhea or dysentery.

"Has anyone tested their drinking water?" Sylvia put down both sets of test results on a table nearby. "The food has been tested as well as their feces, but how about their drinking water?"

Jasper helped Brogan Mullins sit down on a chair while continuing to answer her question. "After finishing our meal, we washed our cups immediately, so any remaining water inside them would have been poured away too..."

"I think someone might have spiked their drinks," Sylvia's beautiful face became grave. "This outbreak of diarrhea is clearly man-made, not an accidental result from eating bad food since everyone's body reacts differently even if they eat expired or spoiled foods."

"But if everyone has such severe symptoms now, then whoever did this must have used an extremely high dosage!"

"This is outrageous!" Jasper felt like punching those people who harmed Brogan Mullins in their faces!

Franklin's sharp gaze fell on Brogan Mullins and his companions. "Tomorrow is the semifinals, and it's a quiz competition. They're all sick with such severe diarrhea, can they still participate?"

"We have to spend tonight in the hospital so doctors and nurses can monitor their condition at all times," Sylvia said as she checked what medicine the doctor had given to Brogan Mullins and his friends. "If worse comes to worst... we'll have to forfeit."

Upon hearing Sylvia's words, tears welled up in Brogan Mullins's eyes. "No matter what happens, I won't give up! Forfeiting is cowardly behavior."

"I won't give up either!"

"It's just a few hours of competition, right? We can endure it!"

"Even if our stomachs hurt badly, we must bear with it."

Although these young men were almost exhausted from their current state of diarrhea and had faces that were pale with greenish tinges, their eyes shone brightly as if two clusters of sparks were hidden inside.

They could ignite at any time.

It was a kind of youthful vigor and sharpness unique to young people.

"Young men, we'll try our best to provide you with medication for the fastest treatment effect," Sylvia couldn't help but smile. "I'm talking about worst-case scenarios here; your physical fitness is already excellent; who knows if your condition will improve tomorrow morning?"

Some people take several days or even months before they recover from diarrhea while others may recover within half a day or one day only.

The most important thing now was figuring out what kind of drug they had been given by the other party and how much dosage was administered.

"Mrs. Maskelyne, with your encouragement we will definitely be okay tomorrow," Brogan Mullins was anxious and sad but upon hearing Sylvia's words he suddenly regained confidence.

Franklin glared at Brogan Mullins before saying, "Don't let her worry about you so much."

Sylvia gave some reminders on matters needing attention regarding medication use for other doctors before saying. "Let's go visit SouthStar Airlines."

Franklin nodded his head sharply while looking directly at Jasper. "You stay here with them; we'll come back later."

Watching this couple hurry away in haste, Jasper could guess why they went off to SouthStar Airlines.

The black car shuttled through the night like an arrow leaving its bowstring behind it. Franklin looked ahead coldly as he gripped onto the steering wheel tightly using long fingers that pointed straight ahead without wavering once.

Sylvia sat next to him, determined to personally investigate if anyone had tampered with the food. She didn't believe that there wouldn't be any clues left behind.

Half an hour later, the car pulled into the underground parking lot of SouthStar Airlines. They took the elevator directly up to the restaurant.

Since they were participating in a competition these past few days, Brogan Mullins and his team hadn't eaten in the public dining area but instead ate in a private room within the restaurant.

The manager of the restaurant was waiting for them when they arrived. "Mr. Maskelyne, Miss Andrews," he greeted them hurriedly. "Brogan Mullins and his team had some leftovers from their meal today. Would you like to see them?"

Franklin replied coldly, "No need." Jasper had taken some samples back for testing but found nothing suspicious.

Sylvia headed straight for their private room which was quiet and clean as if all traces of dinner had been erased completely by cleaning staff.

Her gaze fell on a water dispenser in one corner which was empty without any water inside it.

"Why hasn't anyone replaced this empty dispenser?" she asked pointing at it.

The manager wiped sweat off his forehead nervously and said, "Maybe we forgot to replace it; I'll have someone come over right away."

After finishing their meal at this same restaurant earlier that day, Brogan's team suffered from diarrhea which terrified him since they were representing SouthStar Airlines tomorrow at a competition - what would happen if anything went wrong?

Now seeing Sylvia investigating along with her husband made him even more nervous than before!

Sylvia pressed down on the button of water dispenser out came droplets of residual water trickling down its spout.

She paused; there was still some leftover water inside?

A disposable paper cup happened to be placed nearby so she used it catch those last few drops before lifting it up for inspection.

She sniffed at its contents. No color or taste could be detected.

Meanwhile, Franklin continued inspecting every inch of their private room, while Sylvia held onto her cup looking puzzled until he turned around asking her what's wrong?

"There were a few drops of residual water in the water dispenser," Sylvia handed him the cup, "you can take it back and have it tested."

Franklin didn't give up and checked the private room again but found nothing.

The supervisor also helped look around, feeling worried. "We'll have to hire another cleaner. The one who worked in this private room quit today after hearing that Brogan and his team had diarrhea. She was afraid of losing money."

"The cleaner quit?" Franklin's expression changed slightly. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Uh..." The supervisor froze for a moment. As a busy CEO, who knew he liked to hear about these trivial matters? There were just too many things for him to worry about.

But he still forced himself to say, "This cleaner usually takes care of the hygiene in these few private rooms and cleans them all."

"Contact this cleaner tomorrow," Sylvia said calmly before turning to Franklin. "Let's go."

Franklin nodded and they left quickly.

When they returned to the hospital, it was already early morning.

Brogan and his team were each arranged a bed to rest on while Jasper stayed in the emergency room waiting for their return.

Although there wasn't much physical exertion involved in running back and forth like this, their hearts were exhausted.

Sylvia handed those drops of water over to the doctor. "Have it tested out; see what's wrong with this water."

It was strange that there was no water left inside a dispenser located inside one of those private rooms when normally there should be some or even be full if everything is normal? Clearly no one had replaced it despite having run out which indicated how rushed things must have been at that time.

The doctor dared not slack off as he picked up that paper cup then ran out quickly.

"If you're tired, take a break," Sylvia looked at Jasper. "You've been busy all day; go replace somewhere quiet where you can rest for awhile."

Jasper shook his head. "I'm fine; what's most important is Brogan's team being okay." Our country hasn't won any championships for several years, so if SouthStar Airlines wins representing H Rovirsa, then that would be an unparalleled honor! Everyone wants them not to miss out on such an opportunity!"

Franklin poured two cups of water - handing one over to Jasper while keeping another cup for himself before saying, "Drink some water."

Jasper took the glass from Sylvia and smiled, "I owe it to Miss Andrews for this. If it were any other day, I wouldn't have bothered pouring water for me."

"You're the Howlett family's heir. I wouldn't dare to disrespect you," Franklin poured himself another drink and sat next to Sylvia with his long legs crossed.

"You're the heir of the Howlett family. Why aren't you back there?" Sylvia asked suddenly after taking a sip of water.

She had been wanting to ask this question for a while but never had the chance.

Jasper pursed his lips, "Well... Mr. Franklin saved my life."