The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

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!"

chasing him out while picking up the

the sweat off his brow as this was his

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

be the worst case, as Frank's vital signs would remain normal but his consciousness completely gone, without any hope of returning. It would then be up to his family

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the void, the golden dragon had Frank on check and seemingly cornered his remaining pieces, dissing Frank as it watched him ponder, "Don't bother.

science could explain you. Why are you so convinced that you're so good at chess that you'd surpass me, then?" Frank then started taking

golden dragon 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 the flanks, which Frank had slowly conquered to cut off

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

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

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Beep! Beep! Beep!