As Sheryl looked back at the empty corridor, a chill ran down her spine, and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.

She heard someone calling her Liana Gardner.

It was a name she had discarded long ago—a part of her past she thought she had buried forever.

Yet now, it came rushing back, unbidden and relentless.

After all this time, she believed she had severed ties with her old life.

But the moment she heard the name that had once been hers for over 20 years, she reacted instinctively, unable to suppress the surge of unease.

"Ms. Gillis!" A man, who appeared to be the hospital director, approached her with two medical staff in tow.

He offered a polite smile and said, " I've prepared this round of medications.

Shall we administer them to the subjects today?" "How many times have I told you not to call them subjects? They are patients," Sheryl said coldly, fixing him with a sharp glare.

" You make it sound like we're running some kind of inhumane experiment." The doctor laughed.

"You're right, you're right." Sheryl's tone softened only slightly as she continued, "Oh, by the way, did you see any suspicious individuals on your way here?" The three medical personnel exchanged glances.

"Suspicious individuals? No.

The security here is so tight; who could possibly sneak in?" Sheryl scoffed.

''We're in Solana City now, not Mosgravia.

It's better to be cautious." Meanwhile, Remy had received instructions to help out at the hospital.

was walking forward expressionlessly when he saw two

wasn't paying much

the hospital bed called out to him in a weak voice,

s -Save...

He lowered

sight of utter misery, her body wracked

a network of dark, bruised needle marks, was a

eyes widened slightly as he froze, the woman's tear-filled gaze piercing through his cold

that shook him to his core despite

her away, her expression a

Remy grabbed one of the workers

was low

she still

Ms.

ordered us to dispose of her." Remy's brow furrowed

trial failed," the worker replied with

diagnosed with a terminal

failed,

Remy clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on the back of his

though an iron grip

didn't consider himself a good

cruelty in the worker's words was enough to crush whatever moral boundaries he

then, her icy voice pulling him

leave

stay here and keep watch over

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