After hours of waiting for the doctor, Phill finally stepped out of the room with a couple of other doctors. It would have been best to carry her to the hospital, but Alex insisted on treating her here.
In his defence, he doesn't want any I formation going out, especially anything that involves her.
"Sir Alex," Phill called. Though he may have been working for the man for years, he was still terrified of the man cause of the things he had seen him do.
"How is she, Phil?" Worry laced Alex's voice. Though he may have prepared himself inwardly for whatever the outcome may be. He didn't think he was ready for bad news.
"Do you have an idea of the substances she took?" Alex raised his brows at the man's words.
"You gave them to me." Alex let out.
"I give you a lot of poison if I'm being correct sir. I just don't know which one she took."
"I have their containers with me."
