Chapter 269 Who Allowed You to Touch My Son
A woman's sharp scream suddenly came from the doorway: "Stop! Stop right now! Who are you? Who gave you permission to touch my son?"
Marigold Walsh rushed forward and used all her strength to pull Sophia away from the bedside.
Sophia wasn't prepared and stumbled from being pulled, nearly falling to the ground.
Just when Sophia thought she was going to fall, a warm hand suddenly wrapped around her waist and pulled her into an embrace.
Her back suddenly pressed against a warm wall. Sophia instinctively looked up and met Benjamin's eyes.
"Honey? What are you doing here?"
Sophia looked at him in surprise.
Benjamin steadied her by holding her shoulders, then took her hand and held it tightly in his palm, saying in a low voice: "Eldon told me that after you left the bar, you went off with two strangers. I was worried."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Elodie and Caspian.
Caspian awkwardly touched his nose, slowly lowering his eyes as a hint of disappointment flashed through them.
So this was Benjamin.
He had heard Benjamin's name before but never had the chance to meet him.
The moment he saw Benjamin, he finally understood why Sophia had married him.
Benjamin had handsome, chiseled features and an upright posture. The well-tailored suit he wore made him look like a walking clothes hanger.
Benjamin's deep, narrow eyes slightly narrowed, flashing with a sharp, cold light, like a natural-born leader looking down on everyone.
It made people afraid to look directly at him.
Sophia didn't notice Caspian's emotions. When she saw Marigold trying to reach out and remove the needles from Ernest, her eyes instantly turned sharp.
"Stop!"
"What did you do to my son? Why has my son become like this?" Marigold glared at Sophia with red eyes, but when she saw Benjamin's cold face, she flinched in fear.
"If you don't want him to die right now, don't touch him," Sophia warned coldly.
Elodie finally snapped back to reality and quickly stepped forward to explain: "Marigold, listen to me. Sophia is here to treat Ernest. She means no harm."
"Treat him? Her?" Marigold didn't believe this at all, because Sophia was too young.
She was also a mother of two children. Her eldest son Caspian was about to graduate this year and had always been her pride.
Even Caspian, such an excellent medical student, didn't dare guarantee he could cure Ernest. What was Sophia?
Elodie sighed helplessly. "It's true, Marigold. Sophia's medical skills have been recognized by Francis and Elijah. And Benjamin was once poisoned with the same toxin as Ernest, and Sophia was the one who cured him."
Xander, who had been silent, walked up to Marigold and agreed: "Elodie is right, Marigold. Sophia is my niece. She would never harm Ernest. Just let her try."
Marigold still didn't dare believe Sophia.
"Marigold, I understand how you feel, but if you keep blocking me, I guarantee Ernest won't survive tonight."
Sophia wasn't exaggerating. Ernest was truly in critical condition at this moment.
If they couldn't find the antidote in time, Ernest probably wouldn't last much longer.
Sophia had only temporarily suppressed the toxin in his body.
Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.
Marigold was the first to speak, screaming hysterically at Sophia: "No! That's not true! Our Ernest will get better. Don't curse him!"
Sophia said nothing, just stared at her steadily.
Marigold's legs suddenly gave out, and she collapsed onto the hospital bed, covering her face and crying in pain.
Xander couldn't bear to watch anymore and asked in a heavy voice: "Sophia, do you have any way to detoxify him?"
Sophia slowly shook her head. "I'm sorry, I have no way to cure Ernest's poison right now either. I can only temporarily slow down the spread of the toxin."
Xander sighed inwardly and finally turned his gaze to Ernest, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.
Ernest had really suffered.
Who knew how much torment he had endured during those days he was missing.
When enough time had passed, Sophia slowly walked to the bedside and said to Marigold: "I need to remove the needles from Ernest. You..."
Marigold's emotions had gradually calmed down. Hearing Sophia's words, she quickly got up from the bed to make room for Sophia.
"Will it really work? Francis and Elijah both came to see him, and they were helpless."
Marigold still didn't quite trust Sophia's medical skills, but she had no other choice.
Because Elodie had just told her that when Ernest's poison flared up, Sophia had given him a pill.
Ernest quickly stopped hurting so much and fell back into unconsciousness.
Elodie had no reason to lie about something like this.
She thought to herself: What if?
What if Sophia could really cure Ernest?
She had to try.
Ernest was still so young—he was only three!
Marigold covered her mouth to keep from crying out loud, but her eyes stared unblinkingly at Sophia's movements, not daring to be distracted for a moment.
She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, she might miss something.
Sophia slowly exhaled.
"How is it?"
In the hospital room, everyone's eyes fell on Sophia, nervously waiting for her response.
Sophia looked at them and slowly nodded. "The poison in his body has been suppressed. This is only temporary."
The antidote pills Sophia used to take regularly when her poison flared up had long been used up.
Plus, a few days ago, the poison in her body had been completely cured, so she no longer needed those pills and hadn't brought any.
After leaving the hospital, Sophia had Benjamin go prepare some raw materials for making medicine.
Sophia stayed up all night making medicine.
Benjamin felt both heartache and helplessness, so he could only stay by her side.
Considering that children don't like the bitter taste of medicine, Sophia specially added some ingredients.
When the antidote was first made, a strong sweet candy fragrance filled the air.
After finishing all this, Sophia put all the antidote pills into a bottle.
When Benjamin came upstairs with water, he found Sophia had already fallen asleep at the table.
Sophia was sitting on the carpet, her body slightly hunched, her brow furrowed. The position looked very uncomfortable.
He bent down and lifted Sophia from the floor to the bed, moving very gently, but Sophia's eyelids still fluttered.
Benjamin quickly patted her, his voice low: "Sleep. I'm here."
Also staying up all night were Marigold and Caspian, keeping watch by the bedside.
No matter how much Caspian tried to persuade her, Marigold refused to leave.
She stubbornly sat by the bed, her hand gently stroking Ernest's face, her eyes full of heartache.