Chapter 52 The Disgusting Pill

• Staring down at the blackened fragments, the air thick with the overpowering scent of medicine mingled with the unmistakable, nauseating stench of dog feces, Albert felt a wave of discomfort.
• He frowned. There was no way he was swallowing this. His health was already deteriorating, and with only a few years left to live, risking it on this concoction could easily shave off whatever remained of his life.
• "Timothy, why don't you give it a try?"