How long will we have to wait for the expert team to come up with an antidote?
He can't stand another minute, another second.
It's too itchy, like millions of ants are crawling inside his organs, gnawing away—it's unbearable.
Yovan scratched incessantly, his eyes bloodshot with anger as he roared at the doctor, "I don't care what you have to do! Get me that antidote today! Or I'll tear down this damned hospital!"
The bodyguards stationed in his room promptly pulled out shotguns and pressed them against the doctor's head.
The doctor gulped, raising his hands, "Young Master Yovan, please calm down. I will contact the hospital's expert team right now to speed up the development of the antidote."
Yovan grabbed a pillow and hurled it at the doctor, "Get out!"
Not daring to delay for a moment, the doctor quickly turned and ran off, the bodyguard following closely behind.
