The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 775

Chapter 775 I Can't Detoxicate This Poison

Waylon ended the call.

Luca returned the phone to Abel.

"Mr. Waylon is coming soon," Luca said.

Abel grabbed the phone and placed it next to the pool, shooting Luca a chilling stare that left him bewildered.

Did I say something wrong?

Abel gave Luca an order coldly, "Go wait at the gate. I just had a narrow escape. I don't want to disturb Emma when Waylon comes."

"Yes, Mr. Abel." Luca scratched his head, got up and ran away.

Half an hour later, Waylon rushed over in a hurry.

He lived in Emmeline's Macsen Villa, which was quite far away.

After receiving Luca's call, he drove as far as he could in the middle of the night.

Luca was indeed waiting at the gate.

"Mr. Abel doesn't want to disturb Ms. Louise," Luca explained politely to Waylon.

So, Waylon parked the car outside the gate and turned off the engine instead of driving into the yard.

He followed Luca to the backyard, where Abel was still soaking in the water.

The clear pool was filled with large blocks of ice that had not yet melted.

Waylon squatted down and touched the water temperature.

It was probably at the freezing point. The pool would have frozen over if it were not for the warm weather in September.

Abel looked exhausted, half of his body soaked in the icy water.

"Does it still hurt?" Waylon asked, frowning.

"It does hurt. But I can endure it." Abel replied.

Waylon then grabbed his wrist to check his pulse.

He felt a strong and turbulent pulse, like a flood rushing down from a mountain.

Looking at Abel, he noticed his eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped beast.

His entire body was soaked in the icy water. The water had turned pink.

His blood vessels might have burst if he had not been immersed in the ice water.

"Deathly Desire?" Waylon slowly uttered these words.

Abel said, "I felt like I was dying just now. The pain was killing me. My whole body was in pain, from head to toe, both inside and out!"

Waylon said, "That's right. That's how Deathly Desire works."

Abel did not understand, "Waylon, I'm dying, and you're teasing me?"

"I'm not teasing you," Waylon said, "I mean, you are poisoned by Deathly Desire, activated by desire."

Abel suddenly realized, "That's right."

Luca was very anxious, "Mr. Waylon, you must help Mr. Abel detoxicate. Mr. Abel is still young, and he has just found Ms. Louise."

Abel said, "Yes, bro, you have to help me. I can't become a monk."

"I certainly want to help you, but..."

He suddenly stopped his words, scaring both Abel and Luca.

"Waylon, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Waylon, you can't just say but like that."

"Then how about, however?" Waylon said, "I am really at a loss. I can't detoxicate this poison."

Splash! Abel slid into the water.

After choking on a sip of ice water, he stumbled out awkwardly.

"Waylon, it's not a good time to joke." Abel said.

"Yeah, Mr. Waylon, you've always been very serious," Luca added.

Waylon replied, "How could I be joking? Look at me. Do I look like I'm joking?"

Both Abel and Luca looked at Waylon earnestly.

His expression was also solemn, and his clear and handsome face was more severe than ever.

Abel and Luca both were anxious.

"Waylon, don't say you can't save me."

"Yes, Mr. Waylon, you are a miracle-working doctor."

"The point is..."

Waylon frowned and said, "Deathly Desire is an ancient formula of the Adelmar family, but it was destroyed decades ago. I only know the name of the ancient formula, but I have never seen the prescription or the antidote."

"Since it is an ancient formula of the Adelmar family, Master Adelmar should know the antidote."

Upon hearing this, Abel felt a glimmer of hope.

But Waylon shook his head immediately.

"My father only looked at the ancient tome for a few seconds. He thought the prescriptions were too nasty and burned them with fire. How could he remember the antidote?"