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.

he saw two healthcare

paying much attention

bed called out to

s -Save...

lowered his eyes

sight of utter misery, her

etched with a network of dark, bruised needle

froze, the woman's tear-filled gaze piercing through

him to his core

the healthcare workers wheeled her away, her expression a mask of utter

silent, Remy grabbed one of

was low and

still alive?"

Ms.

dispose of her." Remy's brow furrowed

condition deteriorating?" "The clinical trial failed," the worker

diagnosed with a terminal

the trial hadn't failed, she'd still be dying

clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on the

as though an iron grip

consider himself a good

the worker's words was enough to crush

approached him then, her icy voice pulling him back

leave shortly

to stay here and keep

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