Linden sighed, “Right now, only the Shadowbloom and Phoenixwort can save her.“If Mr. Rhys can bring back those herbs in time, there is a greater chance for survival. But if he takes too long, I’m afraid that glimmer of hope would die out.”
“Oh, Dustin! Where have you gone? Why aren’t you back yet?” Ruth was crying as she muttered to herself. She hadn’t told her parents about Natasha yet. She was afraid they wouldn’t be able to handle the shock.
Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud bang. Following that, a bloodied Dustin staggered in with quick steps. He appeared quite disheveled.
“Dr. Watkins! I found it! I found the herb!”
Dustin lifted his shirt and carefully took out a black flower that was emitting a strange glow.
“You found it?”
Linden took a closer look and grew elated. “It really is the Shadowbloom! Excellent … This is
wonderful!”
“Dr. Watkins, Natasha can now be saved with this Shadowbloom, right?”
Dustin looked hopeful. He had traded this precious herb with his life.
“Yes, but I would need your blood, too.”
Linden explained, “During your previous treatment, your blood had already produced the antidote
to Resurgothorn. It can help bring Ms. Harmon back to consciousness.”
“No problem! How much blood do you need? Take as much as you need!”
Without hesitation, Dustin rolled up his sleeves. He was ready to make a cut on his arm.
“Wait!” Linden stopped him immediately.
Solemnly, he told Dustin, “Mr. Rhys, you have severe injuries right now. You are also losing blood
and energy. If you donate blood now, your body won’t be able to handle it!
“I can endure it. It’s fine. Just save her!” Dustin urged.
Linden frowned. “Mr. Rhys, are you sure?”
With his keen perceptiveness, he could tell that Dustin was on the verge of collapsing.
It was already difficult for him to stand and talk. Taking a few bowls of blood from him would only
make matters worse.
“Mr. Adler, bring me a bowl!” Dustin didn’t waste any more time as he instructed Cornelius.
Soon, Cornelius arrived with a large bowl.
Without another word, Dustin made a cut on his arm. Fresh blood flowed out, filling the bowl.
As Linden watched him, his mouth twitched. This kid was usually calm. Why was he acting recklessly during critical situations?
“Alright then, let’s get started.” Linden decided to save the words of caution.
Once the bowl was filled to the brim, he picked up the Shadowbloom and immersed it in the bowl
of blood.
Soon, a strange scene unfolded.
Upon contact, the Shadowbloom dissolved. It looked just like chocolate melting as it merged with
the blood.
As the flower dissolved, the once bright red blood turned black. Inside, tiny stars sparkled,
radiating a faint, mysterious fragrance,
Once the flower was completely dissolved, Linden tossed two tablets into the bowl. After stirring
it slightly, he fed the entire bowl to Natasha
“Mr. Rhys, I’ve administered the medicine. It now depends entirely on her to wake up.” Linden.
sighed softly.
After all, they were fighting to bring her back to life. Even with the Shadowbloom, he couldn’t
make an absolute guarantee that she could be saved.
It would all depend on the patient’s condition and willpower.
“Natasha, stop sleeping. Please, wake up.” Dustin cradled her hand and pressed it on his cheek.
He told her gently, “After you wake up, I’ll go shopping with you, I’ll eat dinner with you, I’ll watch movies with you. Wherever you want to go, I’ll go with you.
“Wake up… You must wake up. I can’t be without you…”
Time passed by slowly.
Dustin kept vigil by her bedside from dusk to night, then from night to dawn, never getting any rest. He just sat there, day by day.
Three days later, Dustin finally couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed next to her.
