Christine was surrounded by doctors in the center. There was blood all over her forehead and wrists and skirt. It was obviously really her.
She curled up half of her body, clinging to the wall, resisting everyone coming up to apply the medicine for her.
Franklin Brook walked straight over with his long at a smart pace.
Seeing Franklin approaching, the doctors hurriedly made their way over.
"Mr. Brook, Mrs. Brook is very emotionally unstable right now. She is not cooperating with the doctor for treatment."
Mason Jones also followed. He crossed an arm to block Franklin's steps, "Frank, this stuff is mixed with aphrodisiacs. If it is serious, it will make people lose their minds, and it might make them go crazy, so you'd better not go over there now."
"Get out of the way."
Franklin's voice was suppressed. Without giving any mercy, he directly pushed Mason's arm and walked over. Franklin stretched out his long arms and brought his wife right into his arms.
Christine stayed quietly in his arms and did not go crazy.
She was just startled and did not make a move.
The doctor and Mason both lifted a breath.
Franklin lowered his head to feel her breathing very weak, so weak that it was almost inaudible.
"Chris, I am late."