Chapter 1168

In the exclusive workroom for cleaners at Shilla Department Store.

A cleaner was squatting on the floor rummaging for something, "Hey,

why is my bottle missing? Have any of you seen it? A glass bottle this

size." She gestured.

"Didn't see it. It's strong acid. If someone takes it by mistake,

something will happen. Why didn't you put it away?" Another janitor

said, "If the supervisor finds out, you will be fined again.”

“I obviously have put it away. I used it these two days to clean up the

rooms, and I also used it yesterday. I have definitely put it here!" The

cleaner complained.

“I don't know. You better not say too much. If you lose it, you lose it.

Just pretend you don't know, and don't let the supervisor know."

"Hey, okay. That bottle is very corrosive, so I just hope nothing will

happen.”

The cleaner muttered, and walked out of the workroom.

It's too strange and dangerous, and she obviously had put it properly.

Someone must have sneak in and take it away. What's the point of

stealing this? It was not worth anything, really.

Meanwhile...

Charlotte returned to the hotel where she had checked in and locked

the door behind her.

Tommy was waiting for her inside the room, and when he saw her

holding a glass bottle in a couple plastic bags, he asked, "Miss

Charlotte, what is it?"

“You stay out of it, and don't touch it. It's something I need to use."

Charlotte placed the glass bottle in the far corner under the table. She

had stolen it from the cleaner and was ready to put it to good use.

She didn't feel it just now, but now her lower abdomen started to hurt

again and she sat down on the chair holding her stomach.

His face gradually turned white and his lips trembled.

"Oh." Tommy didn't ask more questions, and he gave her a worried

look, "By the way, Miss Charlotte. here are the painkillers I bought.

You've already finished your medicine, right?"

Charlotte nodded her head.

She had run out of the painkillers she had brought out, and the regular

painkillers were not effective at all; she needed the higher-grade

Opioid, which was only available with hospital prescription.

“I got it for a high price from a black market drugstore.” Tommy knew

what Charlotte wanted to ask, and he poured her a glass of water.

Charlotte tilted her head and swallowed the pill.

"Miss Charlotte, Opioid can't be taken for a long time, and it's

addictive.” Tommy blushed. This painkiller was an alkaloid extracted

from inside the poppy to relieve pain, and it was addictive when taken

for a long time, and large doses could lead to coma and asphyxiation.

If this continued, Charlotte would have to rely on drugs to stop the pain

in the future.

“I know that too, but what can I do? I can't get through the pain without

medication. Besides, I'm already addicted.” Charlotte said through

gritted teeth.

"We need to get to the hospital and get a surgery.” Tommy was

anxious, "But once we get into the medical system, Otis will definitely

be able to find us. Now we checked in with fake documents. Otis dare

not make too much noise, so we can hide temporarily.”

Charlotte's eyes darkened and she knew that surgery to remove her

uterus might be able to relieve her current pain.

But the massive trauma Otis inflicted on her body went beyond simply

taking out her uterus. The long term illness was never cured and

damaged her central nervous system, which was why she was in so

much pain. It could only be relieved by constantly increasing her dose

of pain medication.

"Miss Charlotte,” Tommy watched Charlotte's face and asked

cautiously, "Didn't you say that you were going to see a friend today

who would help you? Have you ... seen him yet?"