<h4>Chapter 232: Please Take Me to Him</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Samantha went back into her ward and took a little thumb-sized stic tube from the backpack she had brought along. She held it tightly in the palm of her hand.


    A nurse pushed over a meal delivery cart and knocked on her door. “I’m here to bring you lunch, Ms. Larsson.”


    “Okay, you don’t need toe in. I’lle out and get it myself,” Samantha answered.


    She then strode over to the door and looked at the cart. Each tray wasbeled with a room number because it was necessary to prepare a specific meal ording to the patient’s condition.


    Renee was staying in room 502, and there were two portions of food prepared for that room. One was a special nutritional meal for Renee while the other was a regr meal for the bodyguard.


    The nurse took Samantha’s lunch and handed it over. “This is yours, Ms. Larsson.”


    “Thank you.”


    Samantha stretched out her hand to pick it up but secretly loosened her grip as she was about to receive it. Her food then fell onto the ground and spilled all over.


    She covered her mouth immediately and immediately had an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hold it firmly.”


    The nurse was unsurprised at the situation because many of the patients there were disobedient and caused trouble all day long.


    Her face remained calm and she even smiled at Samantha while saying softly, “It’s fine, Ms. Larsson. You can go back into the room now. I’ll bring you another mealter.”


    “I’ll help you clean up.” Samantha had an extremely guilty expression as she squatted down to clean up the scattered food.


    Patients must alwayse first. The nurse could not possibly let Samantha do the cleaning and immediately stopped it, “You don’t need to clean it yourself, Ms. Larsson. I’ll get the janitor toe over and clean it up.”


    “No, I have to. I’m a bit of a clean freak and it’s either I clean up immediately or I’m going to feel uneasy. You can go ahead and deliver lunch to the other patients. I’ll be fine.”


    Samantha had already squatted down when she said that.


    The nurse had no choice but to squat down and said anxiously, “Let me do it, Ms. Larsson. You’re a patient and you shouldn’t be troubled to do something like this. I’ll be punished if our supervisor found out!”


    “Well... Okay then...” Samantha stood up slowly as if she waspromising reluctantly.


    Once she saw that the nurse was working intently to clean the mess up, Samantha nced around her once more to confirm that there was no one around. She then opened the small tube with her fingertips, waved her hand across the bodyguard’s regr meal, and sprinkled a few drops of transparent liquid from the small tube into the dish.


    The nurse efficiently cleaned everything up and stood up once she was done.


    Samantha retracted her hand one second quicker than the nurse and acted as if nothing happened.


    The nurse said, “Ms. Larsson, I’ll deliver the meals to the other wards beforeing back with a recement meal for you. Please bear with me for a moment.”


    “Okay,” Samantha replied considerately. “Go ahead.”


    As soon as she saw the nurse delivering the meal to room 502, her lips curled up into a little smirk.


    The items she had carried with her were all of high quality.


    Chiefly among those items was an anesthetic the size of a needle. It was a crucial piece of equipment that could save her life in times of crisis, but...since it was so precious, she brought only a few from what little number she had remaining.


    The second was what was known as ‘the runs’. In simple terms, it was axative.


    One drop of that was equivalent to giving someone gastroenteritis. The effect was so ridiculously powerful that even the strongest of men would sumb to it within half an hour.


    The nurse soon delivered Samantha’s recement meal and Samantha ate while keeping an eye on the time.


    After almost half an hour, Samantha got up, took out a white janitor’s uniform from her bag, and put it on neatly before exiting her room and walking toward room 502.


    She put on her mask while standing in front of the door and reached out to knock on it. “Hello. I’m here to collect the cutlery and everything.”


    The door opened after about half a minute.


    As expected, the bodyguard’s face had already turned pale and he could not even stand up straight. He covered his stomach with his hands and appeared to be in agony.


    After Samantha walked in, the bodyguard nced at her to get a closer look, but before he could do so, his stomachache was starting to overwhelm him. He immediately said, “Take them and leave!”


    He then rushed to the toilet inside the room and locked the door.


    Samantha grinned, but time was not on her side. She had to be decisive because the bodyguard was going toe out of the toilet at any time.


    She strode up to the hospital bed and saw Renee strapped to the bed. Only her pale face was in view and one could see the lifelessness in her eyes.


    Samantha stretched out her hand and waved slowly in front of her. She then greeted softly, “Hi there, Ms. Levy.”


    Renee looked as though she did not hear Samantha’s words because there was no trace of emotion in her expression. All she did was stare at the ceiling like a mannequin.


    Samantha frowned slightly.


    She had expected Renee to be in a bad mental state, but it appeared much worse than expected.


    It would be extremely tricky if Renee had lost the ability to evenprehend basguage!


    Nevertheless, she had clearly shown a reaction when she saw Selby’s parents the previous day and looked particrly agitated too. That alone was proof that certain people might be able to elicit a reaction from her.


    An example of such a person…was Selby!


    She could not magically produce Selby’s thought, so Samantha pursed tightly and thought for a few seconds. Desperate situations called for desperate measures!


    Samantha took out her phone and searched the news to find the news of Selby’s confession. She then positioned the phone screen in front of Renee’s eyes.


    Samantha spoke softly, “Ms. Levy, do you remember Professor Cornell?”


    A slight but noticeable tremble could be seen in Renee’s eyshes when Samantha asked that question.


    It was working!


    Samantha stepped up her efforts. “Ms. Levy, Professor Cornell is embroiled in a huge scandal right now. He admitted to things that he didn’tmit to protect you, and he’s currently not in a good condition. Will you...be willing toe forward and tell the truth about what happened in the past?”


    Renee still kept quiet, but Samantha saw Renee’s dazed eyes graduallying into focus. She then began to read the news as disyed on the phone screen.


    A look of distress appeared in her eyes and she was starting to struggle. At the same time, her voice was very hoarse, and she mumbled, “Take me to… Take me to see him.”


    Samantha seemed hesitant.


    Bringing Renee out of there would alert Selby’s parents, and that would lead to danger for both Samantha and Renna. Worse still, it would disrupt Samantha’s n and perhaps even doom it to failure.


    “Take me. Take me to him.” Tears streamed down Renee’s eyes. “Please... I’m…begging you...”


    Samantha closed her eyes and slowly clenched her hands.


    Once Samantha reopened her eyes, it was filled with a bold radiance.. “Okay. I’ll bring you to see him!”