At that moment, Ariana pieced everything together.

Could it be that Mitchel's willingness to aid her from the very start stemmed from more than chance?

"Dr. Chadwick, do you really ever sit down and enjoy a good television drama? I tune in to the 8 o‘clock show. I've been watching it,” Sarah said, enthusiastic to start a conversation about TV dramas.

Sarah and Mitchel found an unexpected shared passion. They had a love of soap operas and other dramatic television shows.

“As the plot thickens, I can't help but be enthralled by the remarkable personalities of the main characters," Mitchel expressed, his enthusiasm mirroring Sarah's.

“Absolutely! I think so too! But alas, such dashing and exceptional men exist solely within the realm of TV dramas!" Sarah sighed wistfully, her thoughts seemingly drifting to someone as she downed her glass of wine.

Their conversation shattered the previously reserved ambiance, leading Sarah to order another drink.

Ariana hesitated, contemplating whether to intervene, but considering Sarah's fragile emotional state, she allowed her the indulgence.

Regrettably, Sarah possessed a low tolerance for alcohol, and before long, she slumped onto the table, unconscious!

A sigh escaped Ariana as the scent of alcohol wafted from Sarah. She gently covered her with a coat before shifting her attention to Mitchel.

Despite heavy drinking, Mitchel displayed no signs of inebriation.

Ariana hadn't anticipated his impressive alcohol tolerance.

Observing his apparent sobriety, Ariana pondered whether to broach the subject of the medication.

“I've made some intriguing discoveries regarding the medication you provided me with last time," Mitchel unexpectedly remarked, wiping his hands and proactively initiating the conversation.

“What have you found?" Ariana's interest was piqued, and her senses heightened as her back straightened involuntarily. Eagerness and nervousness danced within, anxiously awaiting Mitchel's revelations.

“The medication bears the name Azamentum," Mitchel disclosed, unraveling the enigma surrounding its identity.

“Azamentum?" The name was an unfamiliar tapestry, intricate and perplexing. Ariana's brows furrowed as she attempted to understand its name.

“In essence, it's a pharmaceutical remedy targeted at alleviating mental disorders," Mitchel elucidated in a matter-of-fact tone.

Ariana's heart sank at the revelation. The puzzle pieces fell into place; the symptoms Theodore exhibited during his illness aligned eerily with manifestations of PTSD.

“What specific condition does this medication aim to address?" Ariana probed, her hopes flickering in the darkness, yearning to uncover the medication's purpose.