Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Gilbert grasped the snake about a third of the way down its body and, in the same swift motion, flung Galen off his back. The snake's fangs sank sharply into his arm!

"Damn!" Gilbert grimaced, his face paling instantly. But he couldn't afford to think about the pain. Holding his breath, he swung his arm, slamming the snake onto the ground with force. He then grabbed a rock and smashed it down with precision onto the snake's vulnerable spot.

The snake's tail twitched on the ground for a few moments before finally going still.

"Ah..." Gilbert released his grip, his knees giving way as he took deep, gulping breaths. He rolled up his sleeve to examine his arm, his face turning even paler... The bite was small, near his wrist, but there were two puncture marks! He had been bitten twice! What about Galen? He didn't know when the snake had wrapped around Galen or if he had been bitten.

"Damn it!" Gilbert's breathing became more labored as he lifted Galen onto his back again. They had to move fast! He was poisoned and wouldn't last long; they needed to meet up with the Harrisons quickly!

However, this time, Gilbert felt significantly weaker. Lifting Galen was like shouldering a mountain!

"Sherilyn, Jenna," he murmured. Uttering these names was the only thing that kept him going. His lips were tightly pressed, his jaw clenched. Gradually, his breathing became more rapid, and he was forced to gasp for air... His vision blurred, his limbs grew weak. Cold sweat trickled down his temples, rolling off his cheeks. In front of him, shadows seemed to swirl...

He couldn't hold on any longer... His heartbeat seemed to have stopped! His knees buckled, and as Gilbert collapsed, he spread his arms forward, ensuring Galen landed on top of him, sparing him from the fall...

Footsteps approached on the path ahead.

"Mr. Nolan! There's someone over there!"

"Is it Mr. Nine?"

"I can't tell!"

"Well, hurry up and check!"

"Mr. Nolan, it's Galen... Oh! Mr. Nine is here too!"

"Really?"

Nolan dashed over like the wind, helping the unconscious Gilbert. "Mr. Nine, Mr. Nine! What's happened to you?"

"What are you standing around for? Get Mr. Nine up!"

"Right away!"

"If anything happens to Mr. Nine, we're all in trouble!"

...

At the foot of the mountain.

When Edgar arrived, he saw rows of cars and even two ambulances. Such a large-scale operation? He suddenly recalled Yates's words. Could all this be for the Harrisons? What was the connection between the Harrisons and Galen?

him, the Harrisons had find

to such

great lengths.

Edgar got out of his car, ready to head up the mountain. However, he hadn't gone far when a large group descended from the mountain. "Make way!"

Among them was Galen, being carried on a stretcher with paramedics by his side.

"Galen!" Edgar hurriedly approached.

"Doctor, I'm his friend. How is he doing?"

The doctor glanced briefly at him and replied quickly, "His vital signs are stable! We haven't found any other issues yet. We'll take him to the ambulance for a blood test and further examination!"

As they spoke, they reached the ambulance.

The nurse stopped Edgar, "We need to perform emergency procedures on him, family members, please step aside... Just follow behind to the hospital. That'll do!"

"Alright, understood!"