The amount of bleeding is frightening to see.
The white shirt's chest is entirely stained with blood, truly shocking.
Upon hearing this, Matthew Saxon's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a piercing chill emanated from him.
"Young Master, the Chairman's symptoms don't seem like they're caused by a physical ailment, more like…" The assistant had a suspicion but was hesitant to speak directly.
Matthew Saxon also had a suspicion, so he narrowed his phoenix-shaped eyes and finished the unspoken words: "Like poisoning."
"Yes, like poisoning." Matthew had already suspected it himself, so the assistant had no reservations and said what was on his mind: "But we will soon get answers from the doctors, perhaps I'm overthinking."
However, things that we usually think we're overthinking about often turn into reality.
