His Destructive, Toxic Love
Chapter 465

There was no pain like he anticipated. No terrifying scenes either.

His eyes stayed shut, too scared to open them.

"Mr. Casper, you alright?"

It was Dillon's voice.

He wasn't dead?

His eyes flew open, and he saw Dillon along with some rescue team members.

A few different faces, all breathing a sigh of relief seeing him awake.

Then the paramedics arrived, putting both him and Eliza on stretchers.

Still dazed, he was examined and then, surrounded by people, taken to a hospital room and hooked up to an IV drip.

"Dillon," he grabbed the man holding a stack of medical reports, anxiously asking, "How's Elle? Is she hurt? Tell me, quick!"

"Ms. Eliza... her situation's a bit more complicated," Dillon said, rushing to deliver the reports, planning to explain in detail to Casper later. "The doctor's waiting for these; I'll be right back." "Dillon," Casper held onto him, not letting him leave, "You said her situation is complicated. What do you mean? Is she injured? Where's she hurt? Take me to her, now!"

"Ms. Eliza is... still undergoing tests. There are doctors and nurses with her, don't worry."

Dillon tried to calm Casper down.

He needed to make sure Casper was okay before handling other things.

But Casper was impatient, holding onto him, "How can I not worry? Falling from that height, not everyone can handle that."

Casper was acting like the world was ending.

Dillon: ...

Weren't you the one who fell from that height?

She was held tightly in your arms; how could she be hurt?

It's okay to let your imagination run wild, but keep some logic.

Love really messes with the mind.

"Mr. Casper, don't worry. I'll deliver these to the doctor and come back to take you to Ms. Eliza, alright?"

Finally, Casper let him go, urging him to hurry, "Quick, make it fast."

"Right away, right away."

When Dillon came back, he wheeled Casper to see Eliza.

Sadly, she was still unconscious, showing no signs of waking up.

"Is she hurt somewhere? Why's she still asleep?" Casper asked her doctor.

The doctor pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his expression serious and complex, "We found a complex hallucinogen in her system. This drug has several banned components, and the high dosage caused some nerve damage, putting her in a coma. It's tricky."

Hallucinogen?

How did she get a hallucinogen in her system?

"Doctor, what's going on? She's never been sick, never takes drugs. How could she have this?" "Could it be she took something by mistake, or maybe..." As a doctor, he'd seen too many cases.

Sometimes, people were drugged with aphrodisiacs and

hallucinogens, which nearly tool.net lives.

their

A buzz went through Casper's head.

Could it be... she was drugged?

Who would drug her, and who had the chance to do it?

Today, she was with him most of the time; how could she have been drugged?

No, wait.

Susan had visited.

Could it be her?

But she only stayed a few minutes, got angry, and left.

She didn't have the chance to drug her.

Casper carefully recalled what Eliza had eaten or drunk. Juice.

Right, those glasses of juice.

Eliza had two glasses of juice, which wasn't her usual self.

"Dillon, first thing tomorrow morning, go to the restaurant we ate at

was el.ne

See if the juice was

with."

Dillon nodded, "Yes, Mr. Casper."

If the juice was tampered with, then Susan couldn't be unrelated.