Chapter 210
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Liam also said. "Boss, this time you have to go back to treatment. Doctor Ben has started developing an antidote, you need to go back for blood tests. You don't want to wait until you recover so you can go for a walk with Miss. Bertha in a long time or something?"
Derek pursed his lips and fell silent.
On Bertha's phone was also his promise that in a year he would completely disappear from her world. Being with her is not easy for him and he needs to try very hard.
He thought, remembering the plan Jason had talked about last time.
While thinking, he suddenly felt someone pulling his clothes.
He came back to his senses and saw that it was Liam.
'What?"
Liam said. "Boss, the wound on your back can't be cured with normal hospital medicine. Doctor Ben took the burn ointment S404. You have to let me apply for the medicine"
Derek didn't squirm, he voluntarily took off his black suit and then his shirt, revealing a perfect and healthy body.
There was a large wound the size of a palm in the middle of his back.
Three days have passed, the wound is still red, and the flesh on his back has begun to rot, it's terrible.
Someone as cruel as Liam, who licked blood with the tip of his knife, but he also couldn't help but hiss when he saw it.
He asked Jason to go to the bathroom and bring out a basin of hot water. First, he used a towel to wipe off the blood from the wound on Derek's back, then he used tweezers to remove the rotten flesh from his wound.
Derek's forehead was covered in a cold sweat, his veins were bulging, and his jaw was clenched.
Liam felt a little miserable, thinking about the tranquilizer gun they had with them, he said. "Boss, let me inject you with anesthetic, this hurts too much."
"It's okay, my medicine 023 has helped, I can still endure this small injury."
Liam had no choice but to persistently help Derek apply the medicine.
Jason cleaned up the blood on the ground. From the corner of his eye, he glanced outside the villa gate, there was a figure quickly running this way.
He got suspicious and stopped what he was doing. When he looked closer, his eyes were wide and squinted. "Miss. Bertha is back with Donald and Archie."
Derek frowned and said. 'Did she come back so quickly?"
Jason looked. "She walked back, without Bruno."
It's impossible, Liam can only speed up the application of medicine, and Jason also quickly cleans up the scene.
Seeing Bertha about to enter the large iron gate in the garden.
Jason was startled again. "The guards of Griselda's house are still in the garden, we can't hide them now..."
Bertha ran back to the seaside villa, the feeling of panic in her heart growing stronger and stronger.
Since the last time Derek saved her on the bridge, she no longer hated him.
Moreover, he no longer owes her a long time ago.
But she's divorced, she's best a stranger to him from now on, she'll never remarry, she doesn't want to return to Tibble's family to be despised.
But that doesn't mean she can watch Derek die.
Her mind was in turmoil, and soon she saw Tommy's group of people lying all over the yard.
Donald and Archie were also stunned.
Was the villa robbed?
Archie walked over to check, he noticed a small pinhole in their neck.
"Miss, they were all drugged."
Bertha's expression became more and more serious, able to anesthetize three people at the same time, and at the same time gather three people to hide in the dark together, defenseless, just like what acquaintances often do.
"You should take the three of them to the living room first, find a way to wake them up, and ask clearly."
Having finished speaking, she quickly entered the villa and went to the second floor. She pushed open the door to Derek's room.
Derek sat on the bed, wearing only a thin silk shirt, which he was buttoning.
Seeing Bertha come in, his dark eyes were a little startled, and he quickly fastened the last two buttons on his collar. 'Why did you leave so early? Aren't you going to dinner with Bruno?"
Bertha slowed down. She ran back all the way, feeling a bit tired.
After her breathing calmed down, she walked into the room, still wearing her high heels.
She stood in front of Derek, narrowing her cold eyes, she grabbed his chin, she leaned slightly closer to him.
Derek's dark eyes had returned to their previous appearance, and he looked up at her.
Bertha noticed his change so she frowned.
She had just left for more than ten minutes when his health suddenly improved a lot.
What did he do during this time?
Because he was so close, Bertha quickly smelled a fishy smell from his body, like the smell of blood.
His pale lips had a hint of dark red, which was strange.
The tip of Bertha's nose was close to his lips, she gently sniffed, and sure enough, there was a strong smell of blood.
Derek looked at her small face that was almost within reach. He suddenly held his breath, because the tip of her nose was almost touching his lips.
If he gets the chance to kiss her now...
Hmm...
Maybe he will be killed.
He was lost in thought, Bertha's face gradually moving away from him.
She stood up straight, looked at him gently, and asked seriously. "You smell like blood, have you ever vomited blood?"
She both checked and questioned.
The room was dimly lit, and the two of them looked at each other.
Derek's expression did not change, his eyes looked towards the trash can next to him. 'I didn't vomit blood, I just put medicine on my back."
Bertha followed his gaze to the trash can, and sure enough, there was a bloody bandage that had just been removed.
But he was alone in the room, the wound was right in the middle of his back, how could he apply for medicine?
'Is that all?"
Derek nodded obediently. "Just like that."
Lately, he's been lying so much, that Bertha doesn't believe it at all.
