Chapter 5 Antidote

At this moment, Ethan was still in a bad mood. He turned his head back and saw the crumpled Marilyn on the ground. His face flashed a slight movement that nobody could tell. "What a troublesome woman!" He bent down, held up Marilyn, put her to the car, kicked away the rogues who were still moaning on the ground and drove away. The air inside the car was swirling with the sound from Marilyn. The melancholy remained in his chest was not solved yet, and her gasp added unspeakable irritability. He let all his anger and irritability out on the accelerator and drove fast. The raindrops were splashing from the outside of the car window, and the woman was making noise at the back seat. Ethan turned his head back to take a look at the woman whose body was twitching at the back seat, he was at a loss for what he was doing. He stepped hard on the gas as if he was crazy. In the roar of the engine, the street lights were flashing through in front of him one after another, which was the same as his mood now. He was depressed and waving. "Hello, Dr. Zhang. I’m Ethan LAN. Please come to me right now. Yes, please come here right now." After hanging up the phone, Ethan turned to look at Marilyn in the back seat. He gritted his teeth and ran several red lights. Then he returned to his house as soon as possible. After he parked the car in front of the villa, he bent down and picked up the trembling Marilyn in his arms. When the doctor came out, he was totally shocked and almost threw the medical kit out of his hand. Ethan’s shirt was muddy, and he was holding a woman wrapped in his coat, who was soaked in water and mud all over. "She was drugged." Ethan nodded to Doctor Zhang and briefly introduced the situation to him. Doctor Zhang didn’t ask too much. He put Marilyn on the sofa in the living room together with Ethan. "She needs to change her clothes." The woman seemed to have rolled on the street. The lace dress she wore was not actually on her, but clung to her body. And the white dress was also stained with various kinds of unknown stains. Doctor Zhang looked at Ethan for advice. The latter nodded silently and directly took her the bedroom. When they came out, the woman was wearing a clean blue shirt, although her body was still stained. Dr. Zhang immediately examined attentively. He draw her blood for tests. A moment later, the doctor frowned. "She wasn’t taking ordinary medicine." Hearing this, Ethan frowned and suddenly stood up. "It’s not an ordinary medicine?" "This is imported medicine from German. A few years ago, it has been banned since its effect couldn’t be controlled. The manufacturer has stopped production line since they found there was something wrong. It started with circulation at the very beginning, and then a few homicides were produced. Since then, no one has been found to use this drugs." Doctor Zhang took off the medical gloves and explained patiently. "Well, do you have any idea?" Ethan asked with anxious. Doctor Zhang raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. This wasn’t the doctor’s familiar face. Ethan who he knew was a calm man without any emotion. Although the question was simple, his tone was full of eagerness. At this moment, the corners of Ethan’s eyes were slightly raised. He frowned and the anxiety in his eyes was hard to hide. ’What happened to him? Is it because of this woman?’. But this time, I’m afraid I’ll let him down. I can’t do anything about it, ’ Doctor Zhang thought in mind. Then he shook his head and added, "there is no antidote for it yet." Ethan nodded and lit up a cigarette, without saying anything. Taking a glance at Ethan, Doctor Zhang began to pack up the medical kit. After Doctor Zhang put away the medicine cabinet, Ethan stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray and sent him to the door. "Did the drug kill a person?" He couldn’t help asking out his concern. "This medicine has a good effect. It’s so powerful that the heart of common people will fail to bear it." Ethan nodded and said, "I see. Thank you for your hard work." After sending Doctor Zhang away, Ethan went back to the living room and looked at Marilyn who curled on the sofa. "You need to take a hot bath." He turned around and walked the bathroom, and then heard the sound of flowing water. Back in the living room, Ethan carried Marilyn the bathroom and put her the big bathtub filled with warm water. The warm feeling immersed her. She was almost wafted up by the hot steam. "Please... Please... Help me..." Marilyn held Ethan’s arm tightly and pleaded. He gazed at her in the eyes. Although last night’s fire of love had burned him, his morning habit of the base did not change because of it. When the first light of dawn came, he opened his eyes and turned around, facing the comfortable sleeping beauty in his arms. Marilyn was soft and delicate, clung to him like a fragile baby need his safe embrace. At this moment, a strange feeling surged Ethan’s heart. He wanted to take care of and protect this delicate woman. Unwilling to wake her up, Ethan got out of the bed on tiptoe and quickly put on his clothes. When he was about to turn around, he saw the snow-white half of her arms exposed outside the quilt. Ethan shook his head in dote. He turned around, bent over, lifted her bare arm up and tucked it in the quilt. At this moment, the expression on his face froze. Ethan took her arm out of quilt and gazed at her white wrist with a serious and surprised look on his face. There was a obvious crescent shaped scar on her wrist. The scar was slightly bulging. Judging from the color of the scar, it was obviously not a new one. Ethan stared at this scar closely, as if it reminded him of the afternoon of his childhood. When Ethan was a little boy, he seek refuge to his godmother who was far away and encountered a little girl with a crescent moon scar on her wrist which she said could save him. He remembered the smart girl who pulled him run away and hid him in the wardrobe, the gentle girl who held his hand quietly when he was out of breath, and a crescent shaped scar on her pink, tender wrist. Hiding in the closet, Ethan could even hear his heart beating. He could hear the heavy footsteps coming closer. He covered his mouth to prevent his heart from beating. The girl rolled up her sleeves, grabbed his hand on her wrist and asked him to touch the crescent moon on her arm. "Don’t be afraid. Look at the moon on my wrist. It will protect me as well as you. Aren’t you afraid now?" The crescent like scar comforted his heart, and also won his heart, so that he could only keep this crescent moon in his heart. He clearly remembered the girl’s face, a little fat face with a smile curved eyes, delicate, innocent and firm. He had been looking for this girl and thought he had found her, but now the crescent moon in front of him seemed to be exceptionally real. Ethan squatted down and looked at her face carefully. There was a striking similarity between Marilyn’s slightly pale face and curved eyebrows, but she was not as cute as the girl before. He put his hand on the crescent moon and gently stroked it, what he was looking for.