Chapter 1701: I Can Save Myself

“Madilyn is worried about me and kept asking how I’m doing,” Roxanne replied with a smile.

Lucian nodded, then asked casually as he sat beside the bed, “I noticed a doctor was absent when I arrived. Did he tell you where he was going?”

Roxanne’s smile faltered. She hadn’t expected Lucian to notice, let alone inquire. Regaining her composure, she replied calmly, “I’m not sure. I’ll be fine as long as people are around; it doesn’t matter if one or two step away. I’ve already regained consciousness, so you don’t need so many standing by. Let them rest.”

She sighed helplessly.

Lucian seemed thoughtful, peeling an apple he’d retrieved from a grocery bag. “Knowing you, Roxanne, you wouldn’t want dessert immediately after recovering, let alone have me buy it from so far away. You probably need time alone, but… hmm… your reaction, and the experts’ outside, seem suspicious. You must have told them something while I was gone. Given the situation, it must be about the poisoning.”

A gloomy look clouded his eyes. He stopped peeling the apple, staring solemnly at Roxanne. “Is it true the poison has been completely removed?”

After a pause, Roxanne chuckled helplessly. “You noticed?” She hadn’t expected him to discover her deception so quickly.

“I planned to tell you after finding a way to neutralize the poison. I’m sorry I lied after promising not to keep secrets,” she said apologetically.

Lucian frowned, anger flickering in his eyes. “Did Jack pull a trick? A fake antidote?”

Roxanne shook her head. “The antidote is real. It’s just…”

“It’s just what?” Lucian’s tone grew colder.

Since he knew, Roxanne decided to be honest. “The dosage was incomplete. I need four or five times more to completely rid my body of the poison. I spoke with the experts; we have a lead, so don’t worry too much.”

Anxiousness flickered in Lucian’s eyes, but he quickly composed himself. “Oh, I’m not worried. I could deal with him again if necessary.”

Roxanne felt touched. She caressed his cheek reassuringly. “That won’t be necessary. I’m confident I can save myself. I mean, I developed a drug even the Damaris family couldn’t!”

Jack, when they were still on good terms, had shown her some of the Damaris family’s ancient medical texts, filled with information on rare herbs. Roxanne suspected the key to the antidote lay within those books, and fortunately, she’d memorized them. Once the blood test results were in, she could use that information to identify the poison and synthesize an antidote herself.