Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 260 The Divine Doctor Association Spares No Effort in Treatment

Sylvester leaned against Lela, and his hands gripped her soft waist as he sighed inwardly.

Indeed, the scent of Lela was still pleasant.

The floral and mesmerizing scents almost made him dizzy.

Taking a deep breath of Lela's scent, he felt a hint of retaliatory light flashed in his eyes as he maintained his ailing tone as he said, "My whole body is in pain."

Lela felt very sorry for Sylvester.

"Sylvester, I'll take you to a doctor. I'll help you," Lela said.

With that, Lela was about to take Sylvester away from there.

For the first time, Philip felt that he was wrong. His face showed a worried expression as he stood up from the chair and reached out to stop Lela. After seeing the unusual color in her eyes, Philip paused for a moment and said, "Sarah, we..." Lela looked at the hand that stopped her, lowered her gaze, and softly said, "If it weren't for the hereditary disease on Sylvester's body that no one could cure, I wouldn't have brought him here for treatment. Even if you haven't figured it out, you should have guessed it. I don't blame you for what happened today. The Divine Doctor Association is my second home, and I know you mean well, but I need some time."

Sylvester gave her a new life, but the Divine Doctor Association also gave her a new life.

It troubled her to choose between Sylvester and the Divine Doctor Association really. Upon hearing this, Philip, Martin, and Lloyd realized the seriousness of the situation.

Sylvester has a hereditary disease in the family.

Hereditary diseases were products of genetic inheritance and not easy to treat.

After saying this, Lela took Sylvester away.

Sylvester leaned against Lela, and his amber eyes reflected a hint of sharpness. Rather provocatively, Sylvester even gloated as he passed by Philip, Martin, and Lloyd, and he scanned them one by one with an arrogant and wild look, which showed no sign of weakness.

Moreover, Philip even saw a blatant mockery in Sylvester's amber eyes.

He was mocking Philip's earlier remarks, which were very childish.

Finally, Sylvester stared at Philip intently and then left with Lela.

Lela would be Sylvester's wife for life.

They promised each other to be together forever.

Watching the backs of Lela and Sylvester as they left, Philip couldn't calm down for a long time.

Martin's face showed anger as he said, "Darling, are we just letting Sylvester go like this?"

Philip frowned, and his tone was unusually weary as he said, "Enough."

Martin immediately fell silent.

Philip walked to the window to watch the departing figures of Lela and Sylvester. After a long time, he sighed softly and murmured, "It has already been difficult for her to make a choice. And we are not getting younger so we should know better. She's still so young. Do we really have to force her now?"

Lloyd usually appeared as a somewhat taciturn man who didn't like to talk much, but he also had unique insights on this matter.

Enduring the headache, he slowly spoke, "Yes, if I had to choose between medical skills and my martial arts, I wouldn't be able to choose either."

Martin's earlier anger dissipated, and he asked in a deep voice, "So what should we do now?"

Philip turned back to look at them and said, "In order to prevent our bodies from aging and to support the Divine Doctor Association, we learned that witchcraft made us infertile. Now that we are not young anymore, we don't know when our days will end. But Sarah appeared, destined to meet us. In that case, we must do our best to help her because the future of the Divine Doctor Association will eventually rely on Sarah."

Philip continued, "I can see that Sylvester loves Sarah, and Sarah can't do without him. Since that's the case, no matter what illness he has, no matter how difficult it is to treat, we must help Sylvester get better."

He curiously asked, "Also, did you notice the change in Sarah's eyes?"

Martin replied, bewildered, "I saw it, isn't that colored contact lenses? It's popular among girls outside now."

Philip raised the corner of his mouth into a smirk, replying, "Is it?"

Was he too ignorant?

Meanwhile, after Mary returned, the first thing she did was not to go to Apricot Grove Hall for treatment but to send a message from her phone.

Mary: [Master, I found out that Sarah's eye color has turned silver.]

After sending this message, she quickly deleted it and was then taken to the operating room by the disciples of the Divine Doctor Association for a bone-setting treatment.

Meanwhile in Taiyang District, Robert stood on the 108th floor of a high-rise building in a white windbreaker, overlooking the clouds below. His hazel eyes were calm, and the wind blowing on the rooftop lifted his hair. Robert's exquisite features would make anyone admire his beauty. He stood tall, with straight legs, and a sense of settled warmth that radiated from him.

Robert held a glass of white wine in his hand as he savored it slowly.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and upon checking, he saw the message Mary had sent him.

Robert saw the message, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

Behind him sat another handsome man, Paul White. In contrast to Robert's warmth, Paul appeared older, but the passage of time had not left any signs of aging sign on his face. Instead, it only added to his irresistible appeal. Paul's features were sharp and deep, like a sculpture, with dark and profound eyes exuding nobility and elegance.

Seeing Robert's smile, Paul furrowed his brow and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Robert strode over to the man and showed him the message on his phone. Then he said, "Mr. White, now you know what I'm smiling about." Upon reading the message, Paul immediately stood up from the sofa and laughed heartily with a hint of madness in his eyes.

Paul had been researching for over a decade, and it seemed he was about to succeed.

Robert excitedly said, "Lisa, wait for me."

Then Paul spoke, "It's only been a short time, and progress has been so fast. Well done, well done. It seems that the potion will be ready soon." Robert put his phone away, raised his glass of white wine to Paul, and said, "Although we still have to wait for a while, I wish us success in advance." Paul picked up his glass, clinking it with Robert's.

At the Divine Doctor Association....

Inside the palace where Lela resided,

In the room, Lela was cutting Sylvester's clothes open. Due to the dried blood, Sylvester's clothes were stuck to the wound on his back and had to be cut open with scissors. Watching the sutured wound on Sylvester's back, Lela felt her eyes reddening.

Lela was afraid that it would hurt Sylvester, so she worked gently and quickly.

Soon, Lela disinfected and medicated Sylvester's wound and bandaged it with a sterile gauze.

Then, Lela hugged Sylvester from behind as she asked, "Sylvester, are you still in pain?"

Sylvester enjoyed Lela's care very much. He raised an eyebrow, and his voice pretended to be weak as he said, "I'm still in a lot of pain. What can we do?"