Chapter 1165 Can is Dying


    "Who?"


    "Your husband, Kieran."


    Freya was stunned, she hadn''t really thought that Lister would help her because of Kieran.


    She didn''t pursue the question either, because she knew in her heart that since Lister had spoken, he


    would exin the reason clearly.


    True enough, the next thing she heard him say was, "I adore Kieran, and I naturally have to take good


    care of his wife and children."


    Freya''s expression instantly became iparable, and seeing this look on her face, Lister couldn''t


    help but let out a giggle.


    "I''m teasing you! I''m a pure man, I wouldn''t be interested in an old man! Kieran helped me once, Miss


    Stahler, don''t worry, your husband has done me a favour, in future, I will be here to help you."


    "But only to help out, Can is my best friend, I can''t possibly betray him."


    Well, so Lister wasn''t interested in Kieran!


    She was just worried that she had another love viral!


    But, old man ......


    That''s a name she really doesn''t like to hear!


    Her Kieran was at his best age, how could he be an old man!


    He looks even younger than this frivolous looking Lister, okay?


    Clearly sensing Freya''s dislike for him, Lister did not linger in her room. He gave her a few simple


    instructions and left her room with the medicine box.


    Alistair''s blood vessels were particrly thin, and it was really not easy to inject him. The blood vessels


    in his hands and feet were not easy to find, and in the end, she could only inject them in his head.


    Looking at the syringe stuck in Alistair''s head, Freya hated that she could not bear all the pain for him.


    But there was nothing she could do to rece him.


    She had seen many children in the paediatric department of the hospital before, and when the nurses


    gave them the injection, they cried their hearts out before the needle was even stuck in.


    When she gave Alistair the injection, he didn''t even utter a sound, but looking at him lying calmly in his


    cot, her heart felt more and more like a knife.


    She would never, ever let Alistair have an injection again.


    She thought that after being awake for so long, Alistair would take a nap, but he kept his eyes open


    and had no intention of going to sleep.


    It was as if he had forgotten that he was even tired.


    Freya wanted to stay by Alistair''s side all the time, but she didn''t dare to keep staring at him like this,


    she was afraid that she wouldn''t be able to control her tears.


    Alistair did not sleep until after the nutrition injection.


    After starting his injection, Freya gently held him in her arms.


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    She didn''t talk to him, she just held him, using the warmth of her arms to tell him that in the future, his


    mother would always be by his side, that those bad people would never hurt him again, and that he


    could, with abandon, live in style.


    Mandy, who was about to be a mother, had an extra soft heart. Seeing Alistair in this state, she


    couldn''t help but wipe her tears quietly several times.


    She didn''t want Freya to feel too bad, "Dr. Stahler, I''m sure Alistair will get better! I just don''t believe


    that such a good child will be ruined at the hands of that woman Helen!"


    "Yes, my Alistair will definitely get better!"


    He would vomit if he was given dozens of millilitres of form milk at once, but perhaps if he was given


    small sips, he wouldn''t vomit?


    With this idea in mind, Freya began to put it into action in the evening.


    Instead of feeding Alistair with a bottle, she used a baby spoon to feed him.


    When feeding him, Alistair was still very cooperative.


    He was like a machine, the spoon was brought to his mouth and he opened his mouth.


    Freya didn''t dare to give him too much in one gulp, and with such a small baby spoon, she only fed him


    half a spoonful.


    After feeding him, she stared nervously at Alistair, afraid that he would spit it out again.


    She waited for several minutes, but when Alistair was still lying expressionlessly in his cot, she was


    sure he wouldn''t throw up again, and Freya was overjoyed.


    Her Alistair, from now on, would not have to rely on nutrition injections to live!


    Freya joyfully picked up Alistair and gave him a firm kiss on his dry face.


    When she kissed Alistair, she actually felt his tiny body pressed against hers.


    Like he was seeking a sense of security, a reliance.


    "Alistair, it''s mama."


    Freya knew that Alistair might not even hear what she said, but she still liked to speak to him


    repeatedly.


    "Alistair, I love you."


    Daddy loves you too.


    So much love that he was willing to risk life and death for him.


    There was no response from Alistair.


    When she couldn''t get a response from Alistair, Freya didn''t get discouraged.


    Anyway, as long as he didn''t keep throwing up everything, it was a good sign.


    Freya was so happy that she almost forgot to continue feeding Alistair. She quickly put him back into


    his crib and continued to feed him with a baby spoon, one bite at a time.


    This was a particrly slow feeding, but she finally finished feeding 30ml of form.


    Looking at Alistair in his crib, Mandy was also so happy that she was in tears. She had been worried


    that Alistair would not survive, but now that he was finally eating, her worries could be put back into her


    stomach.


    With the set of acupuncture tools that Lister had sent her, Freya could also continue to give herself


    acupuncture.


    She had not formted an antidote to restore her face to its original form, but she had recently


    researched a set of acupuncture techniques to detoxify her face, and perhaps, slowly, she would be


    able to expel the toxins from her face, allowing her face to recover a little.


    Freya had not given up on the idea of leaving the ancient castle either, now that Can had stopped


    restricting her freedom of movement.


    Usually, whenever she had time, she would carry Alistair outside to get some air, and in the meantime,


    observe the situation inside the old castle, in preparation for her escape from here.


    After many days of snooping around, Freya finally found the best route out of the old castle.


    The walls around the castle were quite high and not easy to climb, but at the far north of the castle''s


    back garden, against the wall, there was a particrly tall sycamore tree, and she was very good at


    climbing trees.


    However, now was not a good time to leave, she had to think of Alistair and could not take any easy


    risks.


    She was really grateful for what Lister had sent her. Using those medicines, she had formted a


    colourless and tasteless ecstasy, and if she could just find the right moment, she would be able to daze


    the bodyguards who were following her and get away from Can''s grasp once and for all!


    Finally, Freya waited for the best time.


    Mandy came running to tell her that Can was seriously injured and that he had been stabbed less


    than a centimetre from his heart, which was extremely dangerous!


    She simply packed her things, hugged Alistair tightly, and walked quickly outside the room.


    The four bodyguards guarding the room had already been quietly knocked out by Freya with ecstasy,


    and she was just about to go downstairs, but she saw Dr. Helen walking in front of her.