Chapter 147: Breaking Promises
"No," Viennel rejected Isamia's suggestion. "Are you poisoned? Why would you test the antidote? We can wait, but those who urgently need the antidote can't. Besides, I've already found volunteers. Don't cause trouble."
Isamia dropped the idea. "I understand."
Viennel handed the three doses to the doctors to administer to the victims. The antidote would take time to work, so they had to wait in the room.
The victims were comatose. If they woke again, it could mean they were nearing death.
"Viennel, will this work?" Isamia was very anxious.
"Whether it works or not, we’ve done our best. Don’t worry too much," Viennel reassured her, even though she was equally tense.
Isamia fretted, "If it doesn’t work, how will I explain to Pamir?"
Viennel thought Isamia didn’t need to explain to Pamir. Pamir was dead, and she caused her own demise. The living shouldn’t have to clean up her mess.
"Then don’t explain," Viennel said. "She can’t come to you anyway."
Isamia laughed, "If she did, th
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