Several doctors knelt down, "We really can't do it; even if Hippocrates were alive, he couldn't save the young master now, unless there's a miracle—"
A miracle?
Wilfred thought of the Blue Tourmaline's rejuvenating powers, but Charles Harrington had already passed out, and only he knew how to use the Blue Tourmaline.
"How is Mr. Harrington?" Wilfred asked desperately.
The doctors were all examining Wayne Bailey's condition, paying no attention to Charles Harrington…
At that moment, they turned around and saw that Charles didn't know when he had awoken, struggling to move his mouth to say something, but he was so weak that he could not make a sound.
Wilfred rushed forward, grabbing his trembling hand that was struggling to lift, "Mr. Wilfred, what do you want to say?"
Charles spoke something hoarsely and weakly—
Wilfred leaned in close to hear him say: Cold.
