Diana was fine just a few hours ago, so why did they suddenly have to prepare for the worst overnight?
"Doctor, please, you must cure my daughter. We'll pay you any amount..."
"It's not about the money. We've already used three types of antiserums, but none of them were effective. The toxins are moving too quickly; we can't do anything. There isn't anyone or any hospital in Southland that can treat your daughter. I'm sorry." The middle-aged doctor shook his head and sighed.
Albert turned toward Isaac sharply. His face had twisted into an ugly snarl.
He rushed forward to grab Isaac by the front of his shirt and growled, "Garten, this must have been your fault. You bastard, if something happens to Ana, I'll never forgive you!"
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