Chapter 589

Philip was holding a syringe in his hand. Then, he stabbed it into Marcus’ thigh. He said with a cold smirk on his face, “Don’t worry. It’s just anesthetic.” After Marcus heard this, his brain started to buzz. He struggled to roll down to the floor from the operating table. With a loud crash, he fell horribly. He thought he was going to die from the pain. Philip sat on the stool nonchalantly. He crossed his legs, and his hands were on his hips. He looked at Marcus who was crawling to the door with a fake smile on his face. Marcus’ face was pale and his eyes were red. He clutched his chest and crawled toward the door of the operating room slowly. He yelled with all his might, “Doctor! Doctor! Help…” Marcus reached out his pale hand and looked at the door that was locked. He could almost reach it when the anesthetic started taking effect. He felt limp before he lost consciousness. His eyelids were also heavy with sleep. He kept screaming in his heart, ‘Don’t fall asleep! Don’t fall