The Lust Of My Husband

Zach didn't want to talk to Juliana at all because he was angry at her for being so disruptive tonight.

Old Mr. Leach explained to Juliana, "This is for Benson's blood test. Every time Benson has an attack, there is a value that we use to determine his physical condition and the use of medication..."

This tester had been researched and improved over the past ten years to get the current accurate value.

It was developed for Benson.

Old Mr. Leach explained the values to Juliana.

If the value was between 1-5, it was a mild onset and there was no need to take medicine but only needed to observe.

A value between 5-7 was moderate and 7-9 was severe.

Juliana looked at the blood test degree and asked, "What about if it's over 9?"

Old Mr. Leach's face turned somber and showed sadness, "It means pathological changes or that he's terminally ill or diseased! Possibly..."

Pop.

Old Mr. Leach's words were cut off by the sound of something being dropped.

They looked to Zach.

Zach's face paled and his whole body shook as he looked up in horror, "It's 9.5. Benson..."

Old Mr. Leach got weak and limp as he heard the value.

Juliana caught him quickly, "Grandpa."

Old Mr. Leach looked at Benson with wide eyes, his fingers shaking. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Zach called out anxiously, "Grandpa Leach."

Old Mr. Leach was irritated. If he was not treated properly, he could easily have a stroke or an acute myocardial infarction and then die.

Juliana hurriedly put old Mr. Leach on the ground and lifted his arms up.

Zach saw it and shouted angrily, "Get out! You wicked woman..."

Juliana didn't even raise her head and punched Zach straight back.

After that, she continued to press some points on old Mr. Leach's body with her slender fingers.

Soon, old Mr. Leach breathed out and got better.

His body stopped shaking and he was able to speak. He trembled, "Zach, help Benson."

Juliana helped old Mr. Leach up and sat him down, "Grandpa, don't worry, Benson will be fine."

Zach watched as old Mr. Leach fetched his breath and looked at Juliana in shock. How could she do that?

No, what was meant by Benson being fine?

The number was 9.5. How could he be fine? It was either a pathological change or a critical illness.

A pathological change was that Benson would become completely insane and live at most for two or three months.

A terminal illness meant he wouldn't make it through the night.

Both of the results were heavy blows for old Mr. Leach.

But old Mr. Leach obviously could not take the blow.

Zach glared hard at Juliana again, then comforted old Mr. Leach, "Grandpa Leach, don't worry. Benson will be fine. I'm all prepared and have found the medicine that will help."

The despair in old Mr. Leach's eyes suddenly turned into a glow of hope, "If you have the medicine, use it quickly."

Zach blushed, "But we haven't got the medicine yet."

Old Mr. Leach said anxiously, "Where is it? Go and get it. Whatever it takes, we must get it, as long as Benson is okay."

Zach sighed with a grave look on his face, "The specific medicine is owned by Sanchez Group. There are very few of them and they are not yet on the market. There are only ten of them in the world.. So, it's not a matter of money or power."