Sue was not bothered at all by lan's departure as she stared fixedly at the instruments in the lab and hoped for a miracle.

That was when Igor flung a syringe to the floor. "What the hell?! I asked for epinephrine, not hormones! You can kill a man with the wrong substance!"

If he had not recognized that it was the wrong syringe because of the color, Frank would be dead!

"I'm sorry!"

The assistant was mortified but quickly reached for the intended epinephrine to Igor.

However, he was so nervous that his hands were shaking, and he dropped it before he could pass it to Igor.

"Get out!"

out

wiping the sweat off his

went in and Frank still did not respond, it was game over for him-and not the vegetative state lan mentioned either,

consciousness completely gone, without any hope of returning. It would then be up to his family to decide if he

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his remaining pieces, dissing Frank as it watched him ponder, "Don't bother. You're going to

you. Why are you so convinced that you're so good at chess that you'd

was left feeling enfeebled that his check was not good enough and that he could beat him. But in order to get that check, he had been neglecting

dragon did not give up, even laughing. "I may not be omnipotent, but

all, in the long years it had spent waiting for its next master, it played against itself, picking up on techniques

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