Chapter 1117: I Beg You

It was unclear how much time had passed when the servants finished tidying the room. Reuben, exhausted, was helped to bed to rest. When Kieran returned two hours later, he found Callie crouching on the floor, using a solution to clean Nelson's wounds. Neither spoke, and both looked grim. "Sir, Deputy Director Jordan from the rehab center is here." Jordan, a dignified middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, looked at Nelson. "What was so urgent? Your driver drove like he was flying." Nelson finally lifted his eyes and spoke, "Sorry for the trouble. There's a patient at home addicted to drugs. We need you to diagnose what specific drug it is." "Drugs?" Jordan was shocked. The servant led him to Reuben's room. About ten minutes later, after Callie finished tending to Nelson's wounds, Jordan emerged. "It's not the usual club drug but a narcotic used medically to relieve pain. It's addictive if taken excessively. He's been taking it for about two years, hasn't he?" Callie looked