Chapter 1626

Dior’s gaze turned steely as she looked at Harry, asking, “What medicine do you want?” Harry turned to look at her, only noticing then how pale she had gotten. He wondered if her stomach was indeed hurting. “Why did you come down?” he asked. “Silly question.” Dior scoffed. “You left all of a sudden, so of course I had to chase after you.” Harry’s eyes darkened as he looked at her. Noticing how silent he was, Dior repeated, “What medicine do you want?” “PHKL.” Dior frowned. This medicine was expensive, and only special people could get their hands on it. Even his father might not get his hands on it. Still, how could she disappoint her crush? Dior wound her arms around Harry’s and said, “No hurry. I’ll make a phone call to ask about it.” Harry was going to ask his staff to get it, wanting to turn Dior’s offer down, but she had walked him to a stool. After taking a few steps, he realized that she was limping. He frowned and asked, “What happened to your legs?” D