Chapter 378

"So this 'rebirth through death' thing means...?" Vivian Grant raised an eyebrow, voice calm as ever. "I'm guessing Grace Drake is running low on those pills I gave her to hold back the poison in her blood. If she doesn’t take the antidote I made, the symptoms are gonna get ten times worse real quick—she could drop dead any moment." Matthew Drake’s eyes widened sharply. "I don’t care about the Drake family's drama. My goal's just to treat my patient. So no matter what your dad's planning, if you want your sister cured, she needs to go through with the 'death retreat.'" Death retreat? Matthew shot up from his seat. "You’ve got some kinda medicine that fakes death?" Vivian looked at him like he was stupid, then scoffed. "You think I'm shooting a soap opera here?" Fake-death pills? As if. No matter how impressive traditional medicine is, it’s not magic. Same deal as immortality elixirs—just stories. "So you’re suggesting she jumps into the sea or something?" Matthew connected the dots qui