"Dylan!" The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned. Nobody expected
Dylan to collapse and spurt blood when he
was still laughing a second ago.
"Get him to the hospital, quickly!" Hector made a prompt decision and ord
ered someone to carry
Dylan out
"Hey, brat! Did you do this?" Jacob was about to leave when he thought of
something and turned back, his expression menacing.
"What does it have to do with me? It's his old injuries that resurfaced.
If you're looking for someone to blame, you should blame Tyler since he a
ttacked him earlier." Dustin shrugged.
"You-
Jacob was exasperated. However, he couldn't start a scene without eviden
ce.
"Jacob. You should go now. It's more important to save Dylan," Hector rem
inded him.
"Let's go!" Jacob glared at Dustin and left angrily, not wanting to waste
any more time. Trent and Kate followed behind them. As the Harmons' most
talented genius, Dylan's safety would affect their future. He was alread
y considered equal in standing to Hector, the family patriarch.
"Dear, what did you do to him?" Natasha got closer to Dustin and asked in
a lowered voice. Something unusual clearly occurred for Dylan to suddenl
y collapse and spurt blood.
"What could I do? It
was mainly because of Tyler," Dustin said seriously.
"Do you really expect me to believe that?" Natasha rolled her eyes. "Nobo
dy can hear us, so you'd
better tell me the truth."
"Alright, I just aggravated his injuries and made it worse." Dustin smile
d. Dylan had sustained internal injuries from Tyler's attack earlier. And
when Dustin
patted Dylan's shoulder, he channeled another bout of violent true energy
into his body. His unstable condition flared up
instantly.
"Will he die?" Natasha asked cautiously. Even though she didn't get along
with Dylan, he was still her uncle's only son. As they were related by b
lood, she didn't wish for him to lose his life.
"Don't worry. He won't die, but he'll be suffering for a while. Perhaps,
he might even have complications from it," Dustin said
meaningfully. In essence, Dylan would grow weak and constantly struggle w
ith illnesses.
"As long as he doesn't die, it doesn't matter. Serves him right!" Natasha
was indignant. She was still upset about
the time he spiked the wine. Since he was terrorizing others again, natur
ally, he should be taught a lesson.
"What are you two
whispering about?" Hector, who was standing not far away, suddenly interj
ected.
"Nothing." Natasha grinned and changed the subject. "Dad, if it weren't f
or Dustin, we would have
been in big trouble!"
"Not bad. Seems like we're indebted to you again." Hector nodded, looking
impressed. He believed Dustin despite the skepticism from others. And th
at was because of what George said before he
left.
"Not at all, Mr. Harmon. I didn't do much," Dustin responded politely.
"Dad, are you not going to do anything as a show of appreciation?" Natash
a was slightly upset.
"What do you suggest? How about I give him your hand in marriage?" Hector
joked."Huh?"