That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

After an unspecified amount of time, the housekeeper finished tidying up the room. Paul, completely exhausted, was assisted onto the bed to rest.

By the time Moses returned, two hours had already elapsed. Josie was crouching on the ground, using medicinal liquid to clean Dexter’s wounds. However, neither of them spoke, and they wore worried expressions.

Moses introduced, “Mr. Russell, Jeremy Yeatman from the drug rehabilitation center has arrived.”

Jeremy, a dignified middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, glanced at Dexter. “What’s the hurry? Your driver drives as if he’s piloting an airplane.”

Finally, Dexter lifted his gaze and spoke. “I apologize for the inconvenience, but there’s a patient at home who’s addicted to a certain drug. I would like you to diagnose what exactly the drug is.”

“Drugs?” Jeremy was quite taken aback.

The housekeeper led him to Paul’s room.

Approximately ten minutes later, Josie finished tending to Dexter’s wounds, and Jeremy also emerged. “It’s not the type of drug commonly found in nightclubs, but rather an anesthetic used in medicine to alleviate pain. If taken excessively, it can be addictive. He’s been taking it for about two years, hasn’t he?”

With a troubled expression, Josie replied, “Yes.”

the short term won’t cause any issues, but if consumed over a long

involved in a car accident, which left him in a coma for

medicine used to treat his condition had a similar medicinal property. It’s just that it was replaced with this kind of slow- acting poison that

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which left him quite puzzled. “Where is this man from, and how could he have been consuming this drug

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