*
At the restaurant.
Brian didn't ask Molly what she wanted to eat. He randomly ordered some light dishes on the menu.
When the food was served, Molly frowned and her mouth twitched.
Looking at the expression on her face, a small smile appeared on Brian's thin lips, "Wing said that you
had hardly eaten anything while I was unconscious."
Molly pursed her lips. Brian got injured because he was trying to protect her, and had sunk into a short
coma. She was too worried about him to eat.
Leaning forward, Brian looked at Molly's thin and pale face. It killed him to see that she was thin and
gaunt. But he still acted aloof, "Well, it's no wonder you fainted in my arms."
Molly's face turned red. She stared at Brian, wide-eyed, then she looked around and saw that no one
had noticed them. Then she whispered to him, "You are so cheeky!"
"Yes, I am," Brian replied. He didn't mind her cursing him. He put a bowl of millet congee in front of her
and said to her bossily, "Eat this."
Molly was angry and embarrassed. 'What a volatile man!' Molly said to herself.
"You have known that I am an erratic man since the day we met ." Brian raised his eyebrows and
looked at Molly with his dark eyes.
Molly was so startled by his words that she almost dropped her spoon. She looked at him in confusion.
It was like Brian had read her mind.
Picking up his glass of water, Brian said, "Mol, I always know what's going on in that head of yours.
Don't forget about your promise. If you dare leave me, I'll break your legs and make you stay."
Brian looked dead serious.
Clenching the spoon in her hand, Molly stayed silent. She lowered her head and started eating slowly.
But Brian only said that because he knew that they loved each other. And they'd be together forever,
just like Shirley and Richie. The thought made him happy.
"After you finish eating, I'll take you to the Empire Hospital to check your eyes," Brian said.
Molly didn't give much thought to what he said. She just ate quietly. Her eyes did feel uncomfortable
and strained. She wondered if it was because of the flash grenades. Suddenly, Molly looked up at Brian
in a state of shock. She asked, "Daniel?"
"We got him out that night," Brian replied coldly.
"Really?" Molly asked, excited and relieved. Brian just nodded. There was a luminous glow in Molly's
eyes when she heard that Daniel was safe. She choked up, "Thank you for what you did, Bri."
"No problem," Brian replied coldly again. He felt uncomfortable about her gratitude and the look on his
face remained cold, "After they check your eyes, I'll take you to see him."
Molly nodded hurriedly, afraid that Brian might change his mind soon. She lowered her head to eat the
food as quickly as she could. When she finished, she stood up and said, "I'm full."
After taking a look at the leftover food on the table, Brian stood up and took Molly's hand. They walked
out of the restaurant and headed to see the ophthalmologist.
Inside the elevator, they both stayed silent. The atmosphere was a little awkward. Molly pursed her lips
and tried to slide her fingers away from his grasp. But, Brian held her hand more tightly. Molly frowned
and stared at him, "You just woke up from your coma yesterday. Your injury..."
"I've already rested for more than a day and a half," Brian replied indifferently, "I'm fine."
Molly was surprised, "So, you woke up from your coma the day before yesterday?"
"Yes." The elevator stopped and they walked out. He had already informed the doctor that they would
come by to have Molly's eyes checked, so the doctor was awaiting them outside the elevator. He
walked right up to them, "Mr. Brian Long."
"Her eyes have been puffy and red for the past few days," said Brian. He glanced at Molly. Her face
reminded him of the tears she had in her eyes the other day, and it broke his heart. He continued, "Her
eyes were hurt by flash grenades the day before yesterday. Could you check her eyes right away?"
"No problem, Mr. Brian Long," the doctor said respectfully. Then he said to Molly, "Miss. Xia, please
follow me."
Molly followed the doctor to the examination room. She wanted to meet Daniel and her parents as soon
as possible. So she followed the doctor's instructions without any complaints.
Brian's phone rang while he was waiting outside the examination room. He checked the name on the
screen and put the phone to his ear.
"Mr. Brian Long," Tony said in a serious tone from the other end of the phone, "Daniel is in trouble."
Brian took a quick glance at the examination room and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"Daniel had vomited several times through the night and the doctor just did a full exam on him." Tony
had hurried to where Daniel was staying when he had gotten the news from the doctor. He had called
Brian immediately. He said, "Someone injected Dream into his body."
Brian scowled. His eyes became dark and menacing. He growled into the phone, "What's the
concentration?"
"It's more than eighty percent," Tony replied solemnly. Dream, as the name suggested, was a new drug
which made the victim delusional and crazy. It was near impossible for people who got injected with
Dream to get clean. Not to mention, Daniel was injected with the drug at a concentration over eighty
percent. This deadly drug was banned even in the Netherlands, a place where most of the drugs were
sold legally.
Brian was enraged. He squinted his handsome dark eyes and asked, "How is he now?"
"The doctor just injected cold heart into his body," Tony replied helplessly. The only way to prevent
Daniel from hurting himself was to inject another drug into his body which might help to counteract the
effect of the first drug.
"I'll come over," Brian said in a low voice. He quickly hung up and headed to where Daniel was staying.
The nerves on his left arm were hurt during the fight the other day, so he couldn't properly control the
steering wheel, but he drove the car as fast as he could.
When he arrived, Brian quickly got out of the car. People who were standing guard by the door bowed
low to him. Brian walked straight into the house without even sparing them a glance.
"Mr. Brian Long." men in the house all bowed to him. Tony walked up to him and gave him the details of
Daniel's condition. He said, "Mr. Brian Long, Daniel is quite young. He wouldn't be able to get clean by
himself. But if we inject another drug into his body…"
Tony broke off and looked at Brian. The look on Brian's face was cold, but his eyes were burning. He
walked towards Daniel who was writhing in bed. Brian glowered. He had promised Mol to take her to
see Daniel. But here, Daniel was squirming in bed. How could he let her see her poor brother in this
condition?
"Steven doesn't want to cremate Sharon's body yet. He wants Miss. Xia and Daniel to see her one last
time," Tony said calmly and his eyes were fixed on Brian.
Brian withdrew his eyes from Daniel, and said slowly, "You know how to handle this."
Tony lowered his head and nodded. Brian walked past him and said in a cold voice, "Tell Vincent to ask
Ghost to come over and see me."
Tony stared at him in amazement, then replied, "Yes, Sir."
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