Cyrus understood what he meant and breathed a sigh of relief. He poured a glass of water for Nathan and approached the bed.
“Take this medicine first, and then rest. I’ll wake you up in thirty minutes.”
Nathan furrowed his brow and instinctively covered his mouth with the quilt. He firmly refused, “No.”
Sitting next to him, Graham sneered with contempt. Wasn’t he supposed to be tough? Now he didn’t dare to take the pills?
Just as Graham was about to continue his mocking, someone from the National Security Bureau arrived and waited at the entrance of N&L Fairy Land, claiming they needed to report something to Nathan.
So Graham had to stand up and leave to handle the situation, distracting the man from reaching Nathan.
Only after the sound of Graham’s footsteps faded away did Nathan ask in a hushed voice, “What’s in that medicine?”
Suppressing his laughter, Cyrus replied, “Don’t worry. It’s just for your fever. Hilliard won’t actually poison you.”
Nathan believed him. He sat up straight and extended his hands, waiting for Cyrus to place the medicine and a glass of water in his hands.
The capsules dissolved instantly upon entering his mouth.
An instant wave of bitterness flooded his taste buds. Nathan’s stomach churned, and he leaned over the edge of the bed, feeling nauseous.
However, he couldn’t bring himself to spit anything out. The bitterness lingered in his mouth, surpassing the bitterness of any medicine he had taken before.
His face grew pale.
It was evident that the medicine given by Hilliard was exceedingly bitter.
Suppressing his laughter, Cyrus took pleasure in Nathan’s misery.
“You shouldn’t mess with doctors, as they have countless ways to make you suffer!”
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The medicine was so darn bitter that Nathan couldn’t even speak a word for five whole minutes. He chugged down the entire glass of water, desperate to rid his mouth of that god-awful taste.
Once he took the medicine, exhaustion hit him like a ton of bricks.
He slumped against the bed’s headboard, looking weak and sickly.
Cyrus tucked him in then he rolled up his sleeves to check the wound on his arm.
“Take a look, I took a beating for you. My arm is all swollen.”
It dawned on him only then that Nathan couldn’t see. So he grabbed Nathan’s hand and attempted to guide it to his swollen wound.
“Feel it carefully. It’s so swollen. Don’t you dare go causing more trouble. You better make it worth my while, protecting your sorry ass.”
Nathan quickly pulled his hand away.