Celia's voice rang out with a chilling tone.

"Joseph, are you still trying to kill me?"

Joseph froze, his hand trembling as he gazed at the syringe, and he stammered, "The medicine in this syringe is meant to save you."

He was still trying to weasel his way out of it!

But Celia wasn't buying it. She grimly laughed, "Do you honestly believe I'd fall for your lies?

Earlier, you said you'd postpone today's sterilization, but you didn't. Obviously, you're trying to ...