The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 177 Life is as important as your ex-wife?

Melvin tightened his eyebrows and glared angrily at Eleven. his dark eyes were chilling, "Did you just

say Lyra went to the police department last night?"

Eleven was simply speechless!

It was Fifteen who called from the police department. They only said that they wanted to hide it from

Melvin first, so that he could recuperate well, but the result was he caught on the spot.

"Mr. Freeman, don’t worry. Master Keith is in it. She’ll be fine. May she just needs to do a statement,

and then she’ll be released."

How was it possible to feel at ease?

She spent last night in the police department. How cold it was inside! She couldn't sleep well at all!

He turned his head and was about to go downstairs when Eleven stopped him.

"Mr. Freeman you can not be discharged from the hospital yet. The doctor said the fluid is not just

concentrated sulfuric acid. They need to test. You have to stay in the hospital for observation!"

Melvin simply ignored it.

As he just walked a few steps, he suddenly the blood was surged up from his chest and he felt the

taste of the blood in his throat.

He gagged and coughed twice. His fist was stained with small pieces of bright red blood, and his

originally pale lips were stained with a small circle of bright red.

Eleven saw that he actually vomited blood and was scared. He hurriedly dragged him back to the ward

and turned his head to go to the doctor.

Melvin stopped him, "I'm fine, no need to make a fuss."

"You're vomiting blood! How can this be trivial? You have to get a doctor to re-do a physical

examination."

Melvin pulled him back and stressed, "It's really okay. Not vomiting blood. I was just too anxious and

accidentally bit my tongue. Don't make a big deal out of it and tell Lyra. She has a bunch of unresolved

problems over there. Don't add to her burden."

"Really? Just biting your tongue?"

Eleven was a little unconvinced.

Melvin nodded without changing his face, and when he faltered, he continued, "I'm a little hungry.

Could you pack a porridge and send it up for me?"

"There should be porridge in the hospital cafeteria. I'll ask the nurse to bring it over for you."

Eleven made a move to press the bedside call, but was stopped by Melvin, "I don't want to eat the

hospital’s. I want it from the Doug Hotel next door. Please get it for me."

"This ..."

Eleven was a little hesitant. Twelve went to help deal with the lady’s issue. If he left, Melvin had no one

around.

Melvin could see his concern. His face was pale and his thin lips were smiling, "Don't worry. I'm not

going anywhere. I know Lyra has Keith and Collin who will help her. I'll stay in the hospital and not get

involved."

"Okay."

Melvin ordered more breakfast dishes and asked for them to be made to order.

Eleven did not suspect but still felt a little uneasy. Before he went out, he instructed him.

Melvin nodded calmly, and his hand hidden under the sleeve clenched with veins bulging.

Until Eleven left completely, he quickly rushed to the toilet that came with the VIP ward and vomited a

mouthful of blood furiously.

With his head spinning, he barely managed to hold on to the sink so he wouldn't pass out on the spot.

Even if it was because of being injected with a special drug, the concentrated sulfuric acid only

corroded and burnt the skin. It should not have an effect on his body.

He took off his shirt, removed the bandage on his back, and observed the wound on his back through

the mirror, which was clearly medicated but was still bright red and hideous. It showed signs of

continuing to fester.

Melvin's eyes faintly flashed with a trace of complexity.

This was ...

He cleaned the blood off his lips, redressed his shirt, sat back down on the bed, and sent a message to

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Fifteen minutes later, Chad arrived in a hurry.

Seeing Melvin sitting by the bed with a slight frown on his brow, as if he was bracing himself, he

hurriedly went up to give him a hand and unexpectedly found Melvin's hand so cold.

"Boss, you're in bad state."

"It's okay."

Melvin's eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the intense pain in his back. His expression was

extraordinarily cold and stern, and his dark eyes were deep.

He asked in a false voice, "Where is Nineteen?"

"I found him. He explained that he saw the man who ordered him to harm Lyra before, but did not catch

up. I have no evidence, so I let him go back to Seaside Villa first. When the time comes, he will report

the matter to Miss Carroll himself."

Melvin rolled the knot in his throat, "You find someone to keep an eye on Nineteen. Once there is

movement, come to report first. As for he police department, you ask them to release her in the name

of the National Investigation Bureau. If Lyra wants to arraign the man who threw acid last night, let

them cooperate fully."

"Yes."

He still wanted to speak. His arms that propped up on the bed shook, and his whole body was weak.

Chad observed his state and obviously felt that something was wrong, "Boss, even if you were injected

with special drug, that sulfuric acid only hurt the skin and flesh. How could you be weak like this."

Melvin didn't say anything.

Chad came close to him and had to peel his clothes to see the injury.

He wrinkled his eyebrows and his tone was chilly, "Let go. You're getting bolder and bolder!"

Chad can not help, and reluctantly said, "Boss, let me take a look. You can punish me. If I do not see

with my own eyes, I won’t feel at ease!"

Even the penalty was admitted, Melvin could not argue with him and took the initiative to speak, "Not

sulfuric acid. It should be S404 biochemical agent."

"What!?"

Chad's hand shook violently, releasing the hand that was picking at his shirt, and his face went white.

S404 was a new weapon developed by the war lab. It not only burned the skin, but also caused certain

effects on the interior of the body. But because the technology was not too mature, this effect was not

yet able to be treated, so this damage may be irreversible.

Chad’s eyes were red and he felt incredulous, "How can this ...S404 in the market, it is clearly

prohibited. In addition to the military, there is a dozen bottles of samples. It can be found ..."

His words stuttered, realizing something and looking at Melvin in shock, "Could it be... Boss, you are

suspecting ..."

"Right."

Melvin eyebrows were hostile to the extreme, "Anthony will leave in three days. Arrange for people to

let him stay in Frayton in any possible ... Investigate Security Agency to see if there is a record of

access to the drug storage. The S404 samples can not be missing ..."

He gagged his mouth. It was a violent cough, and his action was still elegant and extraordinary.

Chad rushed to help him.

He slowed down and continued, "Once there is a difference, I don't care if this has anything to do with

Anthony or not, I'll blame him as Security Agency boss."

This matter was too fishy. Whether it was to take S404 against Lyra or against him, then this matter will

be involved with a lot people.

"Yes, boss."

Chad responded but he was more worried about Melvin's health than these things.

"Boss, why don't we go back? Maybe a cure can be developed over there. We can ease the damage

and pain of S404 on your body, and by the way, we can get rid of the 023 on you."

Melvin didn't even think about it, "No need."

Lyra can't beat him, and as long as he wanted to stay by her side for a day, he had to play the role of

being in a vulnerable position. And if Lyra noticed, it will be another inevitable misunderstanding.

He had managed to make her change her mind quite a bit, and he couldn't give up on his previous

work.

Chad was really about to die of anger.

Why was he so stubborn!

"In the end, your ex-wife is more important, or your own body important? What damage the S404 will

cause to the human body, at present even the laboratory does not have data. Boss you are not afraid

that by the time you got your wife back, but you have no life to enjoy?"