Chapter 389
There was pin-drop silence at Healing Haven.
"Yolanda, all three of your herbs are detoxifying herbs. Putting all of them together isn't poisonous at all. You're
going to lose for sure!" Miguel looked smugly at Yolanda as he attempted to crush her confidence.
He was right. The three herbs that Yolanda chose did not contain toxins at all.
"Why don't you start creating an antidote?"
Yolanda smiled but didn't say anything. She continued watching Miguel's reaction calmly.
"Why are you not creating an antidote, Ms. Henderson?" Dunstan looked at Yolanda confused.
Even if Yolanda was extremely confident, every second mattered when it cto undoing the effects of poison.
Why was she still so undisturbed?
"If you can't, just admit defeat so Dr. Pattinson can start making you the antidote. Poisons are no joke!"
The crowd around started advising Yolanda to admit defeat if she could not undo the poison.
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"Little lady, you're still young. Please don't joke around with your life."
"| agree. It's not shameful to admit defeat. We can always start again."
"Haha! | think she's so hopeless from being unable to create an antidote that her brain fried." The doctor with
glasses guffawed as he spoke to the younger doctor beside him.
"The audacity of that stupid dumbass to compete with Dr. Pattinson! How delusional!"
"l advise you to admit defeat, Yolanda. If the effects of the poison | created aren't reversed in ten minutes, you
will have unbearable abdominal pain and will slowly becblind."
Miguel seemed like he was advising Yolanda out of the kindness of his heart, but in reality, he was just doing it so
he could put more stress on Yolanda so that she could quickly admit defeat.
"Becblind?" Amusement crept into Yolanda's smile. "We shall wait and see." After Yolanda had spoken, the
place fell into dead silence once more.
The patients crowded around and stopped advising Yolanda. Dunstan seemed to have given up as he stood
behind Yolanda, staring blankly at her.
In a blink, ten minutes had passed.
Yolanda was still standing tall before everyone, with no changes in her expression.
"| thought he said it would start taking effect in ten minutes?"
"What's going on?"
Slowly, people started whispering again.
"Maybe she's pretending?"
Someone shook their heads.
If Yolanda had severe abdominal pain from ingesting poison and could still stand
tall and aloof before them, she could probably win the Best Actress award.
No matter how much she tried to pretend to be okay, the reaction a human body would make when it was in pain
would not lie.
"Dr. Pattinson, did you go too easy on the strength of the poison?"
The doctor with glasses, who hated Yolanda's guts, picked up the bowl with remnants of the poison unwaveringly
and gave it a sniff. Then, he licked it.
The moment he placed the bowl down, he held his tummy, fell onto the ground, started rolling around, and
howled painfully as he began to foam in the mouth.
The crowd was shocked. It just hit them how strong the poison Miguel had brewed
was.
"Dr. Quinn! Dr. Quinn!" The younger doctor ran to Drake's side and examined him, but since he didn't know how
to undo the poison's effects, he could only stare at Drake helplessly.
"Dr. Pattinson, give Dr. Quinn an antidote, hurry!"
Miguel was the one who made the poison, so of course, only he could undo it. However, he called out to Miguel a
few more times but got no response.
The younger doctor turned around frantically only to see Miguel clutching his chest painfully with agony all over
his face.
"What is going on?"
Miguel looked incredulously at Yolanda.