"Without that drug, there is nothing we can do."
He was telling the truth.
Without that drug, the patients would really die.
There were already thirteen bodies lying in the morgue.
They were my aunts and uncles.
Next, it would be my parents and my siblings.
I was immersed in sorrow, but my dull eyes suddenly became clear. I nodded desperately.
"Okay, okay. The drug will be here soon, very soon!"
Would the drug really be delivered?
I had no idea.
The sole channel manager for imported drugs was my fiancé, Jason.
He was supposed to arrive at the hospital two hours ago but didn't show up.
I couldn't reach Jason on the phone, so I called his assistant.
But I was told that Jason had something urgent to do and couldn't come. He had the drug I needed with him, but no one knew where he was.
So, I called Jason frantically, but no one answered.
Just like that, thirteen families of mine tragically died amid the sharp noises of the hospital machines.
The sad thing was the drug was already in Ashton...
But I didn't have time to be upset because my parents were still in danger.
I held the phone tightly and called Jason over and over again, wishing I could fly to him somehow.
But he still didn't take my calls.