Female Novel"You're a doctor, Quincy. You've seen all of Dorothy's health reports; you know the situation. I'll let you examine me, and then you decide if we need to switch roles," Everett spoke gravely, pausing for a moment. "Once I start depending on your antidote, I won't let you die either. We'll be in this together."
Quincy didn't reject the proposal outright this time but pursed her lips instead. "I'll think about it."
Her own life was on the line; she had to be extremely cautious! If Everett was playing some game, or... what if he decided to risk it all rather than be blackmailed by her? That would be playing with fire! Switching to Everett wasn't an ideal choice.
But...
Dorothy's health was deteriorating fast. It was hard to say how long she could hold on. While it's difficult to predict someone's lifespan, given her condition, it wouldn't be surprising if she fell seriously ill and passed away soon after. And if that happened, Everett would surely blame Quincy, regardless of whether it was her poison that caused it or not, and ensure she faced the consequences.
When Dorothy woke up, she found herself in a hospital room, her clothes replaced with a hospital gown, free of any bloodstains.
"Uh..."
Opening her eyes, she felt dizzy, perhaps from sleeping too long.
"You're awake."
Everett immediately put aside his work and came over to her bedside.
Dorothy nodded, "Yeah, you... why are you here...?"
"You were vomiting blood. Who else should be here if not me?"
She sighed, "Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you."
Everett was visibly upset. "I told you before, no staying up late, don't let work damage your health. And you promised me!"Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Dorothy managed a weak smile. "Don't be mad. I just get carried away with work. You, of all people, should understand, being a workaholic yourself."
"... You're not to work on that project anymore. I'll assign someone else."
"No, don't!" Dorothy quickly
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protested. "The project has already been handed off once. Handing it off again would make our partners question the capability of Lopez Corporation! And look, I'm fine now, aren't I?"
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She was speaking so lightly of herself, unaware of what had just transpired! But for Everett, it was like going through an apocalypse. He
couldn't describe the feeling of me
seeing Dorothy on the ground,
covered in blood. He felt numb, as if frozen in place.
"Dorothy, I was terrified."
Even now, recalling that moment sent shivers down his spine.
Seeing his serious gaze, Dorothy guessed what he might be feeling. She reached out to hold his hand, "It's me who should be terrified! How can I dare to die? I'm afraid of reaching the afterlife only to see you following me."
"I would definitely follow you."
"I know, which is why I can't dare." Dorothy smiled, "Everett, you're too good of a person. How could I let you join me?"
Everett gently stroked her hair. "Promise me one thing, and I'll let you continue with the project."
"Sure! I promise," she agreed without hesitation.
"Not even going to ask what it is?"
Dorothy shook her head, "You wouldn't harm me. So, why bother asking? Whatever you want me to promise, I will."