Chapter 325
Richard was curious. “Where have you seen it?”
“I think “Pearl squinted and suddenly remembered. She quickly took out her phone and called Wayne.
“Hey Peal” Wayne’s voice came through amidst the background noise of an ongoing
discussion
“The last time you were injured, what kind of wound did you have?” Pearl inquired urgently.
Wayne, perplexed by her sudden inquiry, responded, “I got bitten by a venomous snake. If it weren’t for Mister Simon, I wouldn’t have made it.”
Pearl’s eyes widened with realization. “Yes, a snake!” She hung up abruptly and began examining Richard’s wound. His skin and flesh appeared to be protruding outward, with dark spots of blood surrounding it. It indeed resembled a snakebite wound.
“Richard, it seems like someone smeared venom on the dagger and slashed you to cause this,” she deduced.
Richard, taking her analysis seriously, asked, “How do we treat this?”
“It’s simple. All we need is ginkgo. I’ll get some from Simon.” Pearl’s ginkgo supply had originally been intended for Blake’s treatment and could only be used once. She immediately dialed Simon’s number.
“Pea, what’s going on?” Simon sounded surprised since Pearl rarely called him.
“Please help me, Mister Simon.”
The formality in her address caught Simon off guard, causing him to nearly drop the chess piece he was holding. “What happened, Pea?” Pearl was typically stubborn and proud, so using ‘mister’ was a departure from her usual attitude. Her sudden formality concerned him.
Pearl urgently inquired, “Do you still have hundred-year-old ginkgos? The older, the better.”
Simon’s heart ached. “Why do you need it?” Acquiring ginkgos that were hundreds of years old was no easy task. He possessed an eight-hundred-year-old ginkgo that he had put considerable effort into obtaining.
“Saving a life is more important than anything else. I need it to save someone.”
Simon pursed his l*ps at how matter affect she sounded. “Can’t you just be nicer to me? I’m your mentor…”
Pearl didn’t have time to joke around. “Can you send it over by air today? I need it in four hours. Make it quick.”
Pearl didn’t leave room for further discussion and promptly ended the call. She turned to see Richard’s condition worsening, the venom spreading and causing him to turn paler. He appeared on the verge of fainting.
“Richard! Stay awake!” she urged, patting him gently, determined to keep him from falling asleep. “Richard, hang in there. I’m going to save you!”
||
“I… am… fine…” Richard forced a smile through his discomfort, not wanting Pearl to be overly concerned.
But a second later, he lost consciousness.
“Richard!” Pearl’s pupils constricted in distress. The man who had been lively just moments ago was now teetering on the brink of death.
She was fraught with worry, but all she could do was anxiously await Simon’s delivery of the precious herb.
