My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 98

“Xan, why are you here?”

Ethan’s voice came from behind, and Xanthea pocketed her phone, her eyes lighting up when she saw him in his lab coat. “Just getting some fresh air. By the way, Ethan, how did your experiment go today? Can you show me around?”

“Are you interested?”

“A bit!”

“Alright.” Ethan affectionately ruffled her hair. “Let’s go, I’ll take you there now.”

In the evening, Xanthea was curled up on the living room couch watching TV when Matthew walked in with an exquisite gift box.

“Xan, the apple turnovers are here! I heard you were craving them, so mom went straight to the market to get the ingredients and made them as soon as she could.”

“She’s so kind!” Xanthea chuckled, picking up a piece and biting into it, “Mmm, just as delicious as always!”

Matthew watched her nibble on the apple turnovers, her cheeks puffing up like a greedy little squirrel in the forest—utterly adorable.

“When you marry me, I’ll have mom make them for you every day.”

Xanthea paused mid-bite, the sweetness in her mouth somehow diminishing.

She picked up another piece, tapping it lightly with her fingernail.

Matthew stared, mesmerized by her graceful movements, and his body instinctively drawing closer. “Xan.”

Just as he was about to grab her hand, Xanthea picked up two pastries. “I just remembered my sister loves these too. Matt, why don’t you take these to her?”

“Oh, okay, sure.”

“Why have you suddenly become like this?”

Miranda scratched her face uncontrollably while speaking incoherently, “I don’t know, my face and body suddenly started itching and hurting, and now even talking hurts my throat. Mom, Dad, please help me.”

Ethan rushed into the room and upon seeing Miranda’s swollen body and dilated pupils with faint traces of foam at her mouth, he quickly pulled Susanna back from trying to help her up.

“Don’t touch her, she might be having a severe allergic reaction or poisoning. Call 911!”

At Lonson Hospital.

“The patient is still in critical condition. There’s widespread sudden edema and rashes all over her body, and some organ functions have been damaged to varying extents. It’s likely chemical poisoning; this is the toxic substance extracted from her blood. We’ll need to wait for the lab results to know the specifics. Prepare for her to be in the hospital for at least three months.”

The doctor handed the medical report to Christopher, who took it, murmuring in confusion, “Miranda’s diet and daily routine have always been with us, she hasn’t been sick or taken any medication lately. How could she suddenly be poisoned?”