Allyce’s eyes widened.
Severo smiled and stepped back, speaking to her in Alonzo’s tone: “There, now you’re not angry.
When he finished he looked at her with a smile, it felt really good to be protected by a woman.
“What are you doing, Alonzo is watching!” Allyce couldn’t help but cover her face.
“Children don’t remember until they’re three,” said Severo, before turning pale himself.
Children don’t remember until they are three years old, and Alonzo is only two now, so if he doesn’t outgrow this moment, that means his son will have to turn to photos to remember what his father looks like ….
Allyce does not think of Severo in the same way because she unconsciously thinks that Severo will survive and cannot imagine if Severo is not there ….
…
As Victorino had been monitoring Severo’s physical changes and taking blood samples for testing from time to time, although he had promised Marco that he would give him blood, he did not need to draw it back into his body, but only asked Victorino to take an unused tube to Neto and ask him to take it to Marco.
Although the blood samples were from different times, the composition of the K1LU73 virus in them was the same, so with time and effort and some medical equipment, the composition could be analysed.
Victorino took a long time to analyse it, but was not able to fully analyse the formula.
Neto’s eyebrows furrowed fiercely as he received the blood sample tube.
“My older brother came to see Severo?” He asked Allyce.
Allyce replied lazily, “Yes”.
After receiving Allyce’s affirmative answer, Neto became thoughtful.
“You don’t have to blame yourself, it’s nothing, besides Severo was the one who wanted to see it …” Allyce said the more she said it, the more it didn’t seem right.
“Alright.” Neto shook his head and added, “I’ll go back first, I’ll give this blood sample to my older brother, he should give it to the state to investigate soon, maybe someone there can work out an antidote soon…”
Allyce nodded solemnly, “Thank you”.
Neto took out the tube of blood samples and drove straight home.
Marco came to Cloud Cit on a mission and always stayed at home, only because of the specific nature of his work Neto didn’t see him much from time to time.
The last time Marco came, he said he was looking for Severo for something and asked him to take him to Severo, Neto thought to himself that Severo had done nothing wrong, so he didn’t refuse.
But he knew his older brother’s nature very well.
Marco had the calm of a politician, the sharpness of a soldier and the coolness of a soldier.
The Pastrano family is a big family and Marco is the next heir of the Pastrano family, the man who will sustain the prosperity of the Pastrano family, so he is cold-blooded and to some extent will do anything to get what he wants.
Pastrano Family …
Neto couldn’t help shaking his head, if it wasn’t for those things he wouldn’t have made it this far.
Without realising it he had thought the whole way and when he came to himself he had arrived at the door of his house.
As soon as he entered, he saw Marco.
Marco was waiting for him.
“Did you bring it?” Marco looked at Neto when he heard the voice.
Marco’s expression seemed a little anxious, but his tone was leisurely.
Neto held out the blood sample tube with a cold face and Marco reached for it when Neto suddenly withdrew his hand.
Marco’s eyes narrowed dangerously and he blurted out: “Neto!
Neto’s face was no better and his voice was cold, “Severo is in a decent business, there is nothing to find out about him, Grizzi has nothing to do with him, take his blood sample and leave him alone”.
“You’re making a deal with me for an outsider?” Marco’s face sank a little deeper, clearly disgusted by what Neto had said.
Neto took a deep breath and said: “Severo is a good brother of mine, he is not a stranger”.
Marco said nothing, except that his gaze was more or less contemptuous.
As if remembering something, Neto spoke mockingly: “At least he won’t choose to slander me for something he has no proof of.
Her words seemed to have touched a sensitive nerve in Marcus, and the disdain in his eyes slowly faded, his face sank.
But Neto said no more, put the blood sample tube in his hand, turned around and left.
Just before leaving, he said: “You can stay in this village, I will stay in the company”.
…
In the evening, Allyce and Severo took Alonzo for a walk.
The night was cool and the temperature outside was much lower.
Allyce watched the sun slowly creep over the horizon with boundless fear and anxiety.
Every day that passed meant one day less for Severo.
She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she was unaware that she was falling behind.
Severo and Alonzo, father and son, were at some distance from her.
Alonzo stopped and crouched down, probably because he saw a new flower or plant, then bowed his head and said something to Severo, who also crouched down.
The two fathers and sons were talking about something.
The scene was warm and harmonious.
At that moment, his mobile phone suddenly rang.
He hurried to pull out his phone and answered it urgently.
“Gabrio?” he looked at the caller ID and it was Gabrio’s phone.
Gabrio’s voice changed from its usual softness to an unusually serious one: “Allyce, did you ask about the K1LU73 virus the other day because Severo was infected?
“He clearly hadn’t told Gabrio, so how did he know?
Gabrio explained: “There was a news that Severo was seriously ill and I thought back to the day you asked me about the K1LU73 virus and I guessed if Severo was infected, now you just have to tell me if he is…”.
The news?
This sanatorium where Severo was being held was extremely secret, how could it have been discovered?
This would make Severo’s recovery even more difficult.
The financial tycoon may be seriously ill, the financial world will be in turmoil … and so on, when the reports come out, it will certainly be very attractive.
And those media will undoubtedly use some tactics to obtain first-hand information.
“Allyce?” without waiting for Allyce’s reply, Gabrio called out to her again.
“For now, I’m not going to talk to you, I’m going to check the news on the internet”.
What I was thinking was that maybe the media reporting it had no evidence, and that it would be good to pay them to withdraw the story before it got too hot.
So, without bothering to answer Gabrio’s question, he immediately hung up the phone, sat down in a chair by the side of the road and started watching the news.