Earlier…
The turbocharged questioning appeared to be more effective than comforting words.
In the midst of intense psychological torment, having a sudden target made Claire stop retching in her distraction.
With heavy breaths, she closed her eyes, wiped the corner of her mouth, and dared not glance at the "wall" again.
Meanwhile, her thoughts raced, subconsciously shifting her focus.
"I never had this awareness before, but upon careful thought, Lek's fall did seem odd back then."
As she concentrated, Claire's expression shifted, as if she truly gained some insight.
"How so?"
The effect was so pronounced that Fu Qian, from his tone to his demeanor, flawlessly played along.
"At that time, Lek was still working at the hospital. During a gathering, we talked about some rare illnesses, and then he shared some bizarre cases followed by very peculiar remarks."
In Claire's speech, one could sense her internal horror.
