Chapter 1690


    But his condition didn''t improve; instead, he began to struggle for breath.


    It wasn''t until he mmed the emergency button that the entire vi''s rm system red to life. The


    servants awoke in a panic, the security team charged upstairs, and Steward arrived posthaste with the


    doctor in tow. The clock read 3 AM sharp.


    “Sean.”


    Steward watched anxiously as Sean was administered oxygen and underwent a thorough examination.


    He had anticipated the worst, insisting the doctor stay at the vi, just in case. If he hadn''t, Sean might


    have suffered even more.


    “Did Sean eat anything unusual tonight?” The doctor turned to Steward, “He was doing fine yesterday,


    despite the injury. It shouldn’t have led to such a severe reaction.”


    Steward cast a nce at Sean, whoy unconscious, eyes shut on the bed, and replied, “His diet was


    normal.”


    He had personally overseen Sean''s meals. He knew every ingredient and every portion Sean had


    consumed that day. There was no way the home-cooked meals could be the culprit.


    “He had a bit of alcohol tonight.”


    Steward remembered the ss of wine Arabe had offered, of which Sean had taken only a sip.


    “That’s it; nothing else.”


    “We need to run some blood tests.”


    That’s how these doctors operated - always quick to draw blood. Steward, ustomed to this, simply


    nodded, and one of the medics promptly began the blood draw.


    Soon after, the test results came in, showing Sean’s levels to be well above normal.


    “Looks like he’s been drugged,” the doctor said, studying the results.


    “What did you say?” Steward was taken aback.


    “A normal diet wouldn’t result in such abnormal levels. It’s clear he’s been poisoned.”


    “Poisoned???”


    Steward''s shock was palpable. Who would dare poison Sean?? As he lifted his gaze, every servant


    and guard shook their head in horror, signaling their innocence. Who had the nerve to poison Sean?


    They wouldn’t dare, not for all the money in the world.


    “However, this poison isn’t lethal. For now, it seems to only cause difort.”


    Steward’s mind raced to Arabe, but she had been holding that ss first, and it was Sean who


    insisted on swapping drinks.


    She couldn’t have possibly poisoned herself. Where did the n go awry? Sean was sharp; he would


    have detected any foul y.


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    had a bullet lodged in his heart from a previous incident; yesterday’s hurt on the chest, plus today’s


    abnormality, they’d only worsen his condition. If we don’t remove the bullet, he’ll continue to suffer -


    from the pain, the breathlessness, the weakening of his strength.”


    Steward looked at her, “How confident are you in the procedure?”


    “50%.” she responded with her usual candor, “Steward, you should find a top-tier doctor for Sean to


    end his suffering sooner rather thanter. Otherwise, he’ll continue to endure this agony.”


    “If even you are only 50% sure.” Where could he find a better doctor?


    Months ago, several gangs had banded together to target Sean. He was en route to his vi when his


    convoy was ambushed. With his entourage’s protection, Sean was able to leave first. However, as he


    saw his men were fighting behind, obviously outnumbered, Sean retraced his way to save his men,


    ultimately taking a bullet.


    Theyter discovered the bullet lodged in Sean''s heart. The enemy''s homemade, low-quality firearms


    and ammunition meant the shot was not fatal - the bullet had prated Sean''s heart but didn’t pass


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    through, resting against the inner wall.


    Ironically, it was the inferior quality of the gun and bullet that had allowed Sean a chance to survive.