Love Comes To Me
Chapter 798: I think you're the one who's really crazy

Almeida looked at his face and, after a pause, added: "This has accelerated the multiplication of the bacteria even more, and at the moment it appears that there are fewer germs than before, although in reality they are latent in the body, and if there is an outbreak, I am afraid it will be more than that. The consequences cannot be determined for the moment either."

Hector closed his eyes, trying desperately to calm himself, and by the time he opened them again they had regained their clarity.

"Then why did she faint?"

"The sudden intake of the drug upsets the balance in the body, disrupting the environment in which the bacteria live, and in order to maintain their own activity, the bacteria attack the cells.

So Miss Eloise will be out of balance for a short period of time and the fact that she has been asleep is the organism repairing itself, so you don't have to worry too much for now."

Almeida looked into his deep, inscrutable eyes and couldn't figure out what he meant.

Without speaking, Hector strides in silence to the bed and looks at Eloise's still pale face, unsure of what to do.

On the other side, Sener sat in his chair, holding the report sheet in thought.

After a long time, he spoke and asked, "Did she eat something? If she hadn't been exposed to an outside source of bacteria, she wouldn't have mutated, but now the bacteria in her body have restructured and fissioned, and have begun to change."

"Yesterday, she went to see Rowson," Hector replied in a hoarse voice as his fists clenched uncomfortably.

Almeida grunted heavily, "No doubt, it's him, the medical genius, he's the only one who can do it, now it looks like all the research we've done before is for nothing and we have to start all over again." Hector held down his grumpiness and said in a deep voice, "Can you get her to wake up?"

Looking at the lifeless person on the bed, Hector's mind was in a state of panic.

Almeida pointed to the list in her hand and said to Hector, "Yes, the prince doesn't have to worry, Miss Eloise's body is functioning just fine today, just like normal." "Will it have an effect on her body?" Hector asked uneasily.

Although Hector believes Almeida's words, the bacteria lurking in Eloise's body are like thousands of time bombs that don't know when they will destroy everything.

"Nothing unusual for now, there are all kinds of bacteria in the human body itself, but this bacteria cannot be seen to affect her body right now, it's just not a good thing to lurk for too long after all." Sener's cool voice rang out, "The most important thing right now is to keep a strict check on her diet, she's already fainted this time, I'm afraid her body will have a hard time withstanding a second injury." Hector's thin lips were pursed and his voice sounded like it had been polished with grit, "I'll keep an eye on her, I just hope you can work out a cure for her soon."

Almeida hastened to assure her, "That is natural, we dare not neglect Miss Eloise's condition, please don't worry Prince."

"How long before she wakes up?"

Hector's arms were propped up on the edge of the bed and his eyes were fixed on Eloise for a moment.

"Her heartbeat is within normal limits, if you want her to wake up instantly, you need some stimulation to do that, as far as drug stimulation is concerned, it's better to avoid it." Almeida was about to go and get ready when Hector waved his hand to hastily stop it.

"Since it's not a problem, it's better to wait for her body to recover naturally."

As he said this, the darkness in Hector's eyes became more and more obvious, Eloise's accident must be linked to Rowson!

He had shown an amazing talent for medicine from a young age and was dedicated to medical research while studying, and he was the only one who could have made this drug. Last night Eloise said she was going to meet the Darlington family and he surprisingly didn't think much of it in a moment of weakness ...

With Rowson's abilities, it couldn't have been easier for him to do something about Eloise.

At this point Hector regretted it so much that he was saying one name in his mind, Rowson!

Reaching out, he slammed his hand hard against a sideboard, the sharp pain in the back of his hand still unable to hide the pain he felt for Eloise.

If only she could have gone along last night, then she wouldn't have suffered so much for no reason ...

His dark eyes were filled with anger and hatred, wanting to cut that man to pieces.

Hector took a deep breath before turning to look at Almeida.

"Can you look after her for me?"

"The Prince is assured that Miss Eloise is with us and there will be no more surprises."

Looking at the hate in Hector's eyes, Almeida couldn't help but feel a cold sweat for Rowson.

Almeida and Sener are in the laboratory, while a transparent glass, specially designed to detect changes in the patient at any time, is connected between the operating theatre and the laboratory. After receiving Almeida's assurance, Hector drove away from the Institute in his car.

Drive as fast as you can and head straight for the Darlington Group winery.

Rowson must be at work at this time and must be asked for the antidote.

Soon after, a black Maybach came to a sharp halt in front of the Darlington Group winery.

The man got out of the car with a cold, sullen look, threw the door shut with a bang and strode into the Darlington Group winery.

"Hello sir, may I ask for ..."

"Get out of the way."

Hector's face was grim and his voice was extremely light, but he could not help but send chills down his spine.

The receptionist froze for a moment, saw that the situation was not good and called security to come and stop it.

But these men were no match for Hector and after a few blows, they were lying on the ground in a heap.

Soon, Hector pushed open the door to Rowson's office and strode in, his eyes as cold as ice, and a bloodthirsty hostility emanating from his body.

Rowson had just seen who was coming and before he could react, a fist came down hard on his face, causing him to suck in a breath of air in pain.

He licked his wound, a rusty taste rushing into his mouth as he wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and stood up without panic, looking over at the oncoming Hector. "What do you mean?"

"That's what it's all about!"

Before the words were out of his mouth, Rowson felt another sharp pain in his other cheek as Hector slammed another punch down.

He moved his cheek, which had gone completely numb, so you can imagine how much force Hector had used.

Rowson was hammered twice in the head for no apparent reason, his scowl already as cold as ice, and roared, "What the fuck are you mad about?!"

"I'm crazy? I think you're the one who's really crazy!"

Hector copied the pencil holder from the table, barely able to resist smashing it in his face again, but the anger was already visibly burning. "What the hell have you drugged her with! Did you want her to die? Huh?" Hector had turned into a raging lion, sweeping all the papers and furnishings off the table.

Rowson frowned in confusion, "Hector! Will you calm down! I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about!"