My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 709

Chapter 709

Old Donald’s eyes went wide, and he almost fell to the ground. This was the legendary Tremoring Needles! He never thought he would witness anyone using this technique with his own eyes in his lifetime.

Just as Nash was focusing his attention on administering the needles and detoxifying the poison, his ears suddenly twitched. He

said deeply, “It seems that something happened to your

granddaughter.”

The smile on Old Donald’s face instantly froze. He hurriedly ran

toward the inner room and saw Fanny lying on the ground, trembling.

She was biting a towel while gripping her left wrist with her right hand.

tightly. Meanwhile, her left hand was visibly corroding at a rapid pace.

She was in pain, and her veins were bulging on her face. Even so, she

dared not make a sound. She did not want the man outside and

Mireille to see her in such a state.

“Fanny…”

Old Donald quickly went up to his granddaughter. When he saw h

left hand corroding, he shuddered and asked, “W-What have you don

Fanny leaned against her grandfather, her eyes lifeless as she

muttered, “How could… How could such a terrifying poison exist?”

At this point, her left hand had already corroded into a bloody mess,

with flesh and tissue flowing about freely. She felt pain at first, but

now, her left hand had lost all sensation.

“You silly girl, why didn’t you believe that gentleman’s words?”

Hot tears welled up in Old Donald’s eyes, and he felt a deep sense of guilt. He blamed himself for not believing Nash from the beginning. The man was Brian’s grandmaster. Was there a need to doubt his

medical skills?

“I’ll take you to him so that he can help you,” Old Donald said as he supported his granddaughter.

However, Fanny shook off Old Donald and headed straight for the kitchen. Old Donald naturally guessed what Fanny intended to do and quickly approached her from behind, holding her back. “Fanny, don’t do anything foolish. We can still save your hand.”

Wrought with tears, Fanny said, “Let go of me… Let me go…”

She did not want her arm to continue to corrode and intended to

amputate it. Outside, Nash had overheard their conversation but felt no pity. Fanny brought it upon herself for experimenting on herself

after he took away the mouse.

However, he had taken the syringe containing Atlas’ poisoned blood. How did she get poisoned?

Nash looked up at the burly men and said, “Go and bring that woman.

out.”

The men nodded and made their way to the room. Mireille was done with her call after instructing Larry to go fetch the medicine. She then returned to Nash’s side and was stunned when she heard screaming

and crying. “What happened to her?”

Still casually administering needles to Atlas, Nash calmly replied,

She didn’t believe me and probably experimented on herself.”

As he said this, the burly men brought Fanny out. “Let go of me… Let

me go!” Fanny struggled as she cried, tears streaking down her face.

Seeing the corroded state of Fanny’s hand, Mireille could not help the

sharp inhale she took. Her hand looked like it had been soaked in

sulfuric acid. It was like a decaying hand in the heat of summer.

The stench of rotting flesh permeated the entire pharmacy. The burly men’s stomachs churned as they fought back the urge to vomit.

Having dealt with various corpses during her college years, Mireille had developed a certain level of immunity to such smells.

Old Donald knelt in front of Nash and pleaded, “Sir, I beg you to help my granddaughter.”