Chapter 79

After killing the traitor, Dustin carried the weakened Natasha to the car. The area where the snake had bitten her had turned black and purple, and as the venom spread through her body, her entire leg went numb.

"How troublesome," Dustin muttered, inspecting the wound. His expression turned grave. He could have treated her easily if it were regular snake venom; however, this venom was particularly potent. Lacking his medicinal herbs and acupuncture needles, he had only his skills. Treating the wound would be difficult.

Sucking out the venom seemed the only option.

"Roth Harmon, give me a hand!" Dustin shouted.

"I'm Ruth! Ruth Harmon!" Ruth corrected, quickly getting into the car. "What do you need me to do?"

"Take off your sister's pants," he directed.

"Hey! What are you trying to do? You better not play around!" Ruth sounded as if she were speaking to a pervert.

"Your sister has been poisoned by a potent venom. I have to suck it out," Dustin explained.

"What?" Ruth was stunned for a moment before an odd expression crossed her face. "B-but the wound is on her thigh! You aren't trying to take advantage of her, are you?"

"What are you even thinking about right now? Her life is on the line!" Dustin snapped. "Haven't you heard that gender doesn't matter when treating patients?"

"Oh, right," Ruth said, still stunned.

"Why are you still standing there? Take off her pants!" Dustin urged.

"Oh, right." Ruth quickly pulled off Natasha's pants, exposing the snake bite.

Dustin cleared his mind and began to work. Saving Natasha's life took precedence over proper etiquette. He began sucking out the venom. A moment later, he spat out a mouthful of dark blood and returned his mouth to the wound without hesitation.

Slowly, Natasha regained consciousness.

"What are you doing?" Natasha asked, gazing at him with a confused—and passionate—expression.

"Sucking out the snake venom," Dustin said calmly.

"Are you done?" Natasha asked softly.

"Almost," he answered truthfully.

Natasha bit her lip, frowning; every gesture was alluring. Dustin gulped and lowered his head again.

After some time, when the wound had lost its dark purplish bruising, Dustin finally stopped.

"Is it over?" Natasha asked resentfully.

Dustin cleared his throat and answered awkwardly, "Um, you should be in the clear for now, but there's still some leftover venom in your body. It'll be safer if you visit the hospital." He stood up, intending to leave the car. As he did, his vision darkened, and he fell into Natasha's arms, unconscious.

"Dustin! What's wrong? Don't scare me!" Natasha's expression changed.

"Sis, the traitor said that anyone who sucks out the venom will die instead! Is Dustin going to die?" Ruth cried, astonished.

"What are you talking about, you idiot? Hurry! Let's get him to the hospital!" Natasha ordered.

"Okay!" Ruth didn't hesitate. The convoy pulled out of the parking spot immediately.

Unbeknownst to them, several cars descended the mountain shortly after their departure and swarmed the area where their convoy had been.

A car door opened, and Edwin Hummer stepped out. Seeing the corpses of Tilda and her men, his jaw dropped.

"How could this be?" Edwin exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Tilda had been planted in the Harmon family to turn the tide during crucial moments like this. Instead, she had gotten caught in the mess herself—a double whammy.

"This is bad!" Edwin frowned, displeased. Besides the mission failing, he had also lost a valuable lead on his enemies. Without a satisfactory answer for his superiors, he could kiss his position goodbye.

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