How dare he imply that Isaac would poison someone?

Did he really think he was that cruel?

Camila scowled. "I doubt that."

“Don't think so badly of him," Forrest reprimanded.

Camila rolled her eyes. No matter what Forrest said, she could never consider Isaac a good man.

It was because she experienced first-hand how vicious he could be. When Forrest opened the Lunch bag, he discovered digestible foods such as porridge and pasta in it.

It was just what she needed.

Since she had been hungry for a long time, it was not good for her to eat food that was greasy or hard to digest.

“He's so considerate."

Camila was not impressed at all.

She was hungry, though.

So, she grabbed the container containing porridge from the bag.

“Do you want me to get someone to take care of you?" Forrest asked. Camila shook her head.

“No, I'm good. You can go back to work. I'UL call the nurses if I need something. Also, I'm leaving after I receive the glucose infusion.”

“ALL right. I'm leaving now," Forrest said while waving at her.

Camile nodded.

After breakfast, a nurse walked in to give her the infusion.

Her body finished consuming the infusion at noon.

Because her confinement was arranged by Forrest, she did not have to go through the discharge procedures. After taking some medication with her, she was finally ready to leave the hospital.

Before she could do so, however, she was stopped by someone.

"May I speak with you in private?"

Upon seeing Debora, Camila asked coldly, “What's there to talk about between us?"

“Let's make a deal. Give Isaac to me, and I'll help you become a full-fledged doctor at Military Central Hospital. Isn't that your dream?" Debora offered.

"Not anymore," Camila refused.

It was a lie. Her dream remained unchanged.