"That''s right. Grandma Bolton''s situation is out of the ordinary," said L Anderson sternly.


    "I don''t have time to identify the poison. I have no choice but to pull it all out forcefully.


    "Her chances of surviving are slim if I do that.


    "But if I don''t, she''ll onlyst for the next three hours!


    "We won''t be able to find anything out with that short time."


    Azrael Bolton froze after hearing L''s words.


    "Impossible!" he eximed while shaking his head with a trembling body.


    "My mother only has three hours left?!"


    The air immediately tensed. The medical experts were trembling in their boots, with cold sweat dripping down their


    foreheads.


    After all, it was their savior who said those words.


    They also wanted to ask for Oskar Armstrong''s help...


    But he would take three hours to travel all the way from Wolsing.


    It would be toote by then.


    Even if Oskar were on the line, there would still be no hope for Grandma Bolton.


    At this moment, the medical experts were trembling stronger than before.


    After all, L would probably be fine if Grandma Bolton died...


    But in Azrael''s eyes, the others would probably have to be buried with his mother.


    That said, L was not as afraid as the others despite Azrael being on the brink of losing control.


    "I promise you in my name!


    "Everything I say is nothing but the truth!


    "The patient needs to be treated right now! There''s no other way!


    "Her organs are failing right now! If we keep stalling, my chances of sess will drop!


    "I know you love your mother and want me to take action to ensure your mother''s safety!


    "But I''m a doctor, Mr. Bolton! Not a God!


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    "My powers are limited!


    "There''s no other way than to gamble!"


    L''s tone felt utterly indifferent.


    But every single word was said with a dignified aura, instinctively making others believe him.


    "If we force the poison out of her, there''ll only be a small chance that she''ll survive..."


    Azrael instinctively held his fist.


    He gritted his teeth while ring at the medical staff instinctively looking away.


    "There''s so many of you b*stards here, and yet you can''t even save an old woman?! "Why are you people even


    here?!


    "You say you graduated from The Empire or America''s university...


    "But you''re still just filth! Useless filth!"


    The medical staff trembled in fear. They were as fearful as they were pretentious.


    "I know that you''re angry, Mr. Bolton. I also know that you can''t ept my professional opinion.


    L showed a calm expression.


    "But there''s no point in scolding them!


    "What''s the point even if you do kill them?!


    "You need to be decisive!


    "I hope you''ve already decided for me to take action or not.


    "The sooner you decide, the better my chances.


    "I don''t know if I can even say the same after an hour..."