NovelFinishChapter 1149 After arriving at the hospital, Tarquin immediately sought out Benjamin to inquire about Verity's illegitimate son's condition.
However, Benjamin hadn't been able to see him in person and had to relay the details over the phone.
"His condition is deteriorating rapidly, more severe with each passing day. He's infected with an unknown virus we've never encountered before," Benjamin explained with a tone of urgency.
"And this virus is mutating quickly; we haven't managed to develop a cure yet." "What's certain, though, is that the virus is contagious, and while it doesn't infect everyone, it's highly transmissible. Several nurses who've been in contact with him have already shown identical symptoms." "I haven't been infected yet, but as a precaution, we've quarantined everyone who's been in close contact with him." Tarquin frowned, his thoughts drifting back to the pandemic from a couple of years ago.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Did he contract this before returning, or did it develop after he cback?" Tarquin asked, trying to piece everything together.
"It seems he was already infected before his return. The virus has an incubation period where the infected show no symptoms," Benjamin clarified.
The illegitimate son had returned from Karl Town, a move orchestrated by a mysterious figure to distract Tarquin from wreaking havoc in Oceanopolis. The fact that he was sent back indicated that, like Verity, he was now considered expendable.
The virus in his system was almost certainly linked to the mysterious figure! "Can I see him?" Tarquin asked, a mixture of concern and curiosity in his voice.
"Yes, but I advise against direct contact. You can communicate with him through a glass partition using an intercom," Benjamin suggested.
"Alright." With that, Tarquin disconnected the call and went to see Verity's illegitimate son.
The young man was isolated in an intensive care unit, his body weakened but his mental state fluctuating between lucidity andconfusion. At times, he didn't even recognize himself, reminiscent of early-stage dementia, though his symptoms - fever, coughing, and coughing up blood - were far more severe.
Noticing someone approaching, he turned his head and saw Tarquin through the glass. Recognition flashed in his eyes, his expression cycling through a range of emotions.
"It's you! You! You're the one who ruined my life, destroyed everything!" he accused, voice tinged with bitterness, before gasping for air from the effort.
Tarquin, hands in his pockets, watched him impassively. Despite the young man's haggard appearance, his resemblance to a trait he inherited from his mother, Verity. The sight of his face filled Gideon Bradford was unmista et Tarquin with distaste.
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Ignoring the baseless accusations, Tarquin cut to the chase, "Right now, I'm your only chance at survival."
The illegitimate son paused, skepticism evident on his face, "You? it on his face the Save me? Do you even know what this virus is? How can you possibly save me?"
"I don't know what it is, but I'm your only hope. Without my help, you're as m good as dead. I can have the hospital cut off your medication right now," Tarquin stated bluntly, his voice devoid of emotion. The young man scowled, unable to argue with the cold, hard truth.
Tarquin continued, making his stance clear, "I'm not interested in wasting ton empty talk. You're well aware of your current predicament." "By sending you back to Jindale City, he's already abandoned you. The virus he's infected you with is proof enough."
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