Chapter 1673 Rummage Through The Library

After Mary left, the ward was silent again.

“Rosie, don’t worry. Everyone is already trying to save you. Old Master Loewe is also here with Andrius. They’re searching for information to save you. I believe he can come up with something. I’m sure you wish to see him too.”

Byron spoke patiently, knowing the person on the bed could not hear him.

“I already know Lucian and Nox are my kids. I’m sorry that I didn’t find out earlier that they’re my children, and I’m glad that I didn’t have any opinion about them after thinking they were someone else’s children. You did a good job raising them, but I didn’t do a good job with our daughter...

“We brought up three children in an incomplete family because of me. Now that I know the truth, I want to make it up to you, but only if you wake up. You’ll pull through for the children, won’t you?”

He rubbed his finger on Rosalie’s hand. His grip tightened subconsciously. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke the rest of what was on his mind in distress.

“If the doctors can’t think of anything after three days, I can only agree to Xander’s conditions. He’ll force me to marry another woman. I hope you’ll wake up...”

He paused for a few seconds and sighed helplessly. “If you want to hate me when you wake up, hate me. I didn’t protect you, so I should bear it.”

He muttered a lot, but Rosalie did not respond.

In the end, Byron was so heartbroken that he could say no more. He could only sit by the bed silently and watch her.

It was another sleepless night.

The following day, the doctors came in. Byron got up and left.

Standing in the corridor looking at the doctors busily treating Rosalie made Byron want to call Andrius.

After Old Master Loewe left the hospital, he lost contact. Byron had no idea if Old Master Loewe had any thoughts about curing Rosalie.

It took a while for the other end to pick up.

“What’s the matter, Byron? Did something happen to Rosalie?”

Andrius’s voice sounded cautious. He was obviously hiding in a corner and speaking in a low voice.

Byron frowned. “Are you still looking for information?”

Andrius nodded. “We didn’t sleep last night and rummaged through the library, but…”

Thinking of the result made Andrius hesitate.

They went through all these books, but Old Master Loewe still had no clue of the poison.

He could not bring himself to say it to his best friend.

Byron had guessed the result, and his mood sank, yet he said nothing much. “Help me thank Old Master Loewe. Please make sure he’s fine. I’ll thank him personally tomorrow.”

At that age, Old Master Loewe stayed up all night reading medical books for Rosalie’s sake, which was moving enough.

Andrius sighed and comforted Byron, “We have one more day. There’s still a chance. Byron, don’t worry.”

Byron nodded and hung up the call immediately.

Looking at the phone and Old Master Loewe, who was still flipping through the book, Andrius was also worried.

Even though he had consoled Byron, he could not deny that Rosalie had a slim chance of survival even with these people saving her…