Minnie Wright searched everywhere for contacts, summoning one after another group of doctors.
In the end, they all shook their heads and left; they were unable to save him.
She even specifically called the previous medical team from Thirteen Pharmaceuticals to take William Cole's blood to the lab for testing. After several hours of effort, they still came up empty, with no progress.
After all the hassle, it was already ten o'clock at night. Minnie Wright was exhausted to the point of collapse, her eyes red-rimmed.
William Cole let out a laugh, "Forget it, Minnie, there's no need for all this."
"Life and death are fated. If I can't weather this crisis, it must be the will of the heavens."
Minnie's eyes were red; she simply wouldn't listen: "I don't believe in fate!"
"I must find a way to save you. The doctors said you won't live past three days, right?"
"I'll go contact the caravan right now!"