Chapter 211: Wreak Havoc
“Let’s quit buttering each other up,” Percival chuckled, ruffling his hair before his face turned serious. “You mentioned asking a favor of me. What exactly is it?”
Raylee pleaded, “If one day my life were to come to an end, could you please check in on my grandma from time to time? Your medical skills are exceptional, and I have great trust in you.”
“There’s absolutely no issue. That’s a minor matter, so consider it handled,” Percival reassured, patting his chest confidently.
“Thank you, Dr. Shapiro.”
“Why the formalities? All right. Let’s get down to business,” Percival’s tone became serious. “The painkiller I’ve developed in my lab has shown remarkable effects on both you and Jeremiah. It really echoes what you said before, being a last-ditch effort. However, I’m a doctor and a leading authority in the medical field. I can’t use such words to hype up the efficacy of my own medicine, can I? Hence, I have to figure out the reason behind the treatment’s effectiveness. I’ve already taken your blood sample, and you’re not experiencing drug withdrawal. You said that day when Jeremiah was experiencing drug withdrawal, he saw immediate results after taking my medicine. That information must be wrong.”
Raylee immediately clarified, saying, “I also thought that Jeremiah was having drug withdrawal, but in reality, he wasn’t. That’s because I share the same symptoms with him. When I experienced the intense pain, I had the same red spots that appeared on him. However, exactly what addiction we’ve fallen into, what ailment we suffer from, or what injury we endure, I’m not quite sure.”
“How could you not be sure?” After that, Percival expressed his regret, saying, “I must be a fool. Even medical instruments can’t detect the cause; how on earth could you know? Could it be some kind of new disease? However, I’ve gone through all the medical cases so far, and I haven’t found any illnesses similar to your symptoms.”
After a moment of hesitation, Raylee cautiously said, “Dr. Shapiro, do you remember when I told you that I spent three years in District Nine Prison?”
Taken aback, Percival nodded, saying, “I do. This prison is located on a remote island, the infamous devil’s prison. Even if you have remarkable abilities, escape is impossible. The level of danger in that place is nearly as high as the one you encountered in Musmeynia. I don’t understand. It was just a necklace. Why would Ms. Tiffany send you all the way there just because of a necklace? You’ve even ended up suffering such severe injuries, leaving you with an impaired body.”
Raylee’s lips parted slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Ms. Tiffany was not aware of the situation.”
“It wasn’t her? Who sent you there, then?” Percival exclaimed in shock.
“I really don’t know… I used to suspect it was Jeremiah, but now I’m certain he didn’t do it.” Raylee could only speculate.
Percival voiced his indignation, saying, “It’s truly a peculiar situation. Who could possibly bear such a deep grudge against you? Moreover, this person must have some influence. Otherwise, there’s no way they could have silently moved you away. Casimir and the Goodridge family are such scumbags. They ignored you for four years! If only they had paid a little attention, you wouldn’t have had to go through so much torment!”
“I didn’t mention the prison to point fingers. It’s because it’s related to my recent bout of severe pain,” Raylee said.
“Why do you say that? Apart from the various forms of torture, did you experience something else in there?” Percival inquired.
Raylee numbly nodded in agreement. “Yes. I was treated like a lab mouse multiple times. I was not only forced to participate in numerous experiments, but I also had to test a variety of drugs. Therefore, I’m not sure if this bout of intense pain, along with Jeremiah’s suspected drug withdrawal, is related to the experiments we had been through.”
“Are you saying that Jeremiah was also in District Nine Prison?” Percival was utterly shocked.
“He had a criminal past, having been incarcerated, but it was just for a year.”
“He was the esteemed son of the Lorimer family! Even if he were to wreak havoc, who would dare to confine him to the devil’s prison?”
“Tim equally curious about this matter, but unfortunately, he’s gone. There are just too many unanswered questions left behind.”
2:48 PM
Chapter 211: Wreak Havoc Finished
“All these things don’t matter. What’s crucial is your suspicion,” Percival’s face turned incredibly serious. “If my medicine works wonders only for you and Jeremiah, then I agree with your speculation. Can you still recall the specific experiments they conducted and the medications you took all those years ago? I want to scrutinize everything one by one and intensify the research efforts.”
Raylee found herself lost in memories. However, those unbearable days were like a nightmare she was unwilling to recall. After just a brief moment of reminiscence, she felt a chill run through her entire body, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead. Her heart was pounding even more fiercely. She couldn’t help but close her eyes, her fingers entwined in her hair.