Chapter 736
Chapter 736:
“Why are you here, Graves?” Julian asked.
“Because I found something interesting in the production logs,” Lucian said. “Look at the chemical composition. The base compound isn’t just a poison. It’s a derivative of an experimental drug used for nerve regeneration p>
Julian went still. “Regeneration p>
“Celeste wasn’t just making a weapon,” Lucian explained. “She was trying to cure… something. Or someone.” He looked at Julian’s legs. “She was trying to fix you, wasn’t she? Back when you were her guinea pig p>
Skye looked at Julian. “Julian? What is he talking about p>
Julian closed his eyes, his expression shifting from anger to a weary resignation. “She offered me a cure,” he admitted softly. “Years ago. Before the injury had fully healed. She claimed she had a compound that could repair the crushed nerves. I took it p>
“And then?” Skye pressed.
“Then the pain stopped,” Julian said. “But the paralysis remained. And she told me that if I stopped taking the ‘vitamin’ injections she provided, the nerve damage would accelerate and kill me. She turned me into a dependent p>
“She didn’t cure you,” Lucian scoffed. “She froze you. The compound suppresses nerve function while preventing necrosis. It keeps you exactly where she wants you, in that chair p>
Julian looked at his legs, a flicker of cold fury igniting in his eyes. “I suspected,” he murmured. “I stopped taking the full dose months ago. Why do you think I’ve been so weak lately? I’ve been weaning myself off. But the withdrawal… it feels like fire p>
“Because your nerves are waking up,” Lucian said. “And they’re screaming p>
Suddenly, Julian gasped. He doubled over in his chair, clutching his chest. A guttural sound of pain escaped his lips.
“Julian!” Skye rushed to him.
He was seizing. His muscles locked up, his body rigid.
“He’s going into shock!” Skye yelled. “Where’s his medication p>
𝘙𝖾𝗮𝖽 wi𝗍𝗵𝘰𝗎t 𝗂𝘯𝘁er𝗿𝘶𝗽𝘵𝗶𝗼ns 𝗼𝗻 𝖻𝖾.𝗰om
Julian’s assistant, a young man named Tom, rushed forward with a pill bottle. “Here! It’s his heart medication! Celeste sends it monthly p>
“Don’t give him that!” Lucian shouted, jumping off the stool.
He slapped the bottle out of Tom’s hand. The pills scattered across the floor.
“Are you crazy?” Skye screamed. “He needs it p>
“That’s not heart medication!” Lucian yelled back. “That’s the suppression agent! If you give him that, you reset his progress to zero. He needs a flusher to get the last of it out p>
“Do you have one?” Skye demanded, holding Julian’s shoulders as he thrashed.
“I can make one,” Lucian said, running to the chemical cabinet. “I need epinephrine, saline, and… do you have atropine p>
“Top shelf!” Tom cried.
Lucian moved with a speed Skye hadn’t expected. He mixed fluids in a beaker, drew them into a syringe.
He rushed back to Julian.
“Hold him down!” Lucian ordered.
Skye and Tom pinned Julian’s arms. Victoria watched, horrified, from the corner.