The next morning. Dustin was reading medical literature when a silver Bentley pulled up at the entrance of the courtyard.
“Bad news, Dustin! Something happened to my dad!” Ruth rushed into the building and yelled anxiously.
“Calm down. Your dad won’t die yet.” Dustin slowly lowered his book, looking unbothered.
“Huh? How did you know?” Ruth was surprised.
“Didn’t I tell you yesterday? Your father was poisoned, and he won’t live past three days. This is only the second day, so he still has one day left.” Dustin answered.
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