Meanwhile, at Blumedale Hospital, staff worked late into the night. Jared’s breakdown finally stabilized after hours of treatment.

“We’ve administered sedatives and antidotes. The situation appears to be improving,” the doctor carefully reported, glancing nervously at Malcolm and Thomas.

Malcolm said, “It’s late. You should get some rest. We’ll take it from here.”

The doctor did not leave. Instead, he looked hesitantly at Thomas. “Dr. Bozzelli, you should really get a shot for that bite on your hand.”

Thomas’ hand was already bandaged, and he replied angrily, “Do I need you to tell me whether I need a shot or not? Go rest now. We don’t need you here anymore!”

The doctor gave a dry laugh and quickly left the room.

Malcolm smiled. “Thomas, you’re letting your personal feelings show.”

Thomas raged. “How can I not be emotional? Malcolm, you saw what a spectacle that little bastard caused. Not to mention, he bit me. Honestly, I feel like slapping him!”

Malcolm laughed heartily. “You’re just talking tough. Your fondness for Jared exceeds everyone else’s.”

Francesca returned at that moment and asked, “Dr. Goddard, Dr. Bozzelli, how is Jared doing?”

Malcolm replied, “Don’t worry, everything’s fine now!”

Thomas suddenly asked, “Fran, where’s Andrew?”

Francesca smiled. “It’s so late, Andrew must have gone home to sleep!”

Thomas slammed his palm on the nearby table, seething through gritted teeth. “This incident absolutely has that little punk’s fingerprints all over it! We need to investigate, and if I catch him behind this, I won’t let him off the hook.”

Malcolm frowned. “Thomas, why are you suddenly dragging Andrew into this? How could this possibly be related to Andrew? I don’t support your accusation!”

Francesca added, “That’s right, Dr. Bozzelli. The three of us were sitting together at the time! If Andrew had infected Jared with the rabies virus, I would have definitely noticed.”

Thomas replied, “It’s not this, it’s not that… Then tell me, why had Jared suddenly changed into a different person, doing those unspeakable things?”

Francesca pondered. “I actually think the people from Advanced Medical Institute are highly suspicious! Dr. Goddard, Dr. Bozzelli, think about it. They’re Blumedale Hospital’s biggest competitor in this Grand Medical Summit. Furthermore, as a centuries-old organization, the Advanced Medical Institute has always specialized in using poisons. Jared’s incident is almost certainly connected to them!”

Malcolm stated, “We can’t wrongfully accuse anyone without evidence, but I agree with Fran’s suspicion! The Advanced Medical Institute is the most likely culprit behind Jared’s breakdown.”

Thomas’s eyes turned icy cold as he growled hatefully, “Mosby and those two old geezers from the Advanced Medical Institute—I won’t let those bastards get away with this.”

Just then, a young nurse entered and announced, “Dr. Bridges has regained consciousness!” Thomas, Malcolm, and Francesca immediately went to check on him in his hospital room.

Jared, who had just caused a major scene and become the center of attention, now lay in his hospital bed looking completely dejected. Staring at the ceiling, the light had vanished from his eyes.

Thomas entered and snorted coldly at the sight. “What’s this? Ready to die? Wishing you were dead? Pull yourself together and reflect on how you embarrassed yourself.”

Jared slowly shifted his gaze, looking like he might cry. “Dr. Bozzelli, I–I don’t know what happened. My mind was completely clear at the time, but I just couldn’t control my body. I just wanted to go crazy.”