Chapter 982 Is It Right?

I nodded, took the medication, and swallowed it with some mineral water. The medicine was very bitter, and seeing me frown, she teased, "Ms. Scott, you're afraid of taking medicine too, huh?" "Yeah, it's too bitter." Having been injured too many times in the past and taken too much medicine, I really dreaded it. The journey back to the house was quick. Upon our arrival, Yaron was downstairs organizing his medical kit. Seeing us enter, he looked at me and asked, "How did it go? What did the doctor say?" "The doctor said there's no issue for now, but still prescribed Ms. Scott some preventive medication. She needs to go back for a follow-up in a week. If there are still no abnormalities, then it can be confirmed there's no problem," Astoria explained in one breath. Yaron nodded at us. As I was worried about Lucas, I could not help but glance upstairs and ask, "How is he...?" Knowing I was asking about Lucas's condition, Yaron frowned and said, "The situation is not very good. Upon observing his condition during these past two episodes, Mr. Lucas has strong willpower, but he must have consumed a large amount of drugs in a short period of time, leading to his current condition. It's why the episodes are happening so frequently. I looked up some information last night, and currently, the most conservative and reliable method of detoxification is through traditional medicine." He took a sip of water and continued, "However, almost all the most experienced detox specialists in traditional medicine are in detox centers. But it seems you have reservations about sending him to such a place, so that might not be easy to manage." "Can you do it?" I asked as I looked at Yaron. He paused, seemingly not expecting me to ask this, and said, "Ms. Scott, I'm not specialized in this area." "But you're a doctor, aren't you?" He was the only trustworthy doctor I could think of at the moment. I had no choice. Seeing my earnest gaze, he pressed his lips together. After a long while, he said, "I'll try, but I can't guarantee the outcome." "Thank you!" In the meantime, Lucas's condition had temporarily stabilized. Due to the morning's episode, he had many new injuries on his body. Yaron had administered a sedative, and at the moment, he was lying motionless on the bed After Yaron left, Astoria removed anything from the room that could cause injury, leaving almost nothing behind. Seeing me staring at Lucas, lost in thought, Astoria hesitated before finally saying, "Ms. Scott, should we send Mr. Lucas to a detox center? He..." I pursed my lips, my voice choked, "If he goes to a detox center, the first thing that will happen after detoxification is that he'll be tried. The best outcome is life imprisonment, but it's more likely he'll be executed." "Huh? How come?" Astoria's face turned pale with shock. "Mr. Lucas isn't..." She seemed to catch herself mid-sentence and replaced her words with silence. After biting her lip in silence for a while, she looked at me and tentatively asked, "Ms. Scott, is it right for us to keep Mr. Lucas here?" I was unsure of how to respond to her question. Probably not, but I could not judge right from wrong with the detachment of an observer. After taking a deep breath, I looked at Astoria and said, "Astoria, this was initially just you helping Inch. You can consider everything I told you before as just a whim of mine. Lucas's identity is very special. If one day his existence is discovered, both you and I might be implicated to varying degrees, so..." "Ms. Scott!" she cut me off, looking at me. "Are you saying you want me to stop getting involved in Mr. Lucas's affairs?" I nodded. Asking her to help take care of Lucas was inconsiderate of me. Lucas's special status meant that if the police discovered his existence, Astoria and I would both be accused of harboring him, which would be unfair to Astoria. Seeing me nod, she pressed her lips together, starting to seriously contemplate it. After a long while, as if she had made a decision, she said, "Ms. Scott, I've decided. I still need to stay and help you take care of Mr. Lucas." Surprised by her decision, I was taken aback and mostly puzzled. I frowned at her before saying, "Astoria, you..."