Some say obsessions are the longest afflictions, and fickleness the shortest.
Lin Hai felt that Bai Gu was a man deeply seized by obsession, becoming even more fickle because of it. He was a man with a story, one that rivaled Lin Hai's own, which he'd only ever described with the word "handsome" over the past twenty or so years.
He really wanted to ask Bai Gu what sort of past he had, especially curious about the so-called "Taboo Medicine" and what it exactly was. It sounded very much like the RX organization's God Creation Potion.
Suddenly, Wang Jingjing's face turned pale, large beads of sweat dripping down her forehead, and the room temperature also dropped dramatically.
"Not good, my sister's illness has flared up," Bai Gu's deep eyes replaced with panic.
For the first time, Lin Hai saw Bai Gu, who was not even afraid of death, looking panicked. Even when Bai Gu looked at him, there was a pleading look in his eyes.
"Don't worry, I got this."
