His already muscular frame was tightly coiled with muscle at this moment, his veins starting to bulge, especially around his temples, where a whole patch had risen.
At this time, Billder's eyes took on a bizarre white hue.
It made the bulging veins on his face appear incredibly fierce.
The agonized cries burst forth from Billder's mouth.
He struggled ceaselessly.
But the specially prepared 'restraint straps' had him and the bed that was bolted to the floor tightly bound together.
Billder's struggle was futile.
The cries of agony continued.
Even more excruciating than before.
The elderly butler emerged from the corner of the infirmary.
He looked at Billder, whose struggling made the 'restraint straps' creak, and asked with an unchanged expression and tone, "What did you notice at the time of the car accident?"
That was Billder's response, a scream.
The elderly butler frowned.
This was not the response he wanted.
"What did you notice at the time of the car accident?"
The butler stressed again.
But the answer remained unaltered, still a scream.
This made the elderly butler somewhat lose his patience.
"Inject him with a sedative."
"This potion and the sedative may increase the sequelae... Understood."
"I'll do it right away," said the attending physician subconsciously, but when the butler's gaze swept over him, the physician immediately shrank down and instructed his assistants to inject the sedatives again.
One by one, the sedatives were administered.
The screaming Billder quieted down; his pallid eyes returned to normal.
A touch of lucidity appeared in his eyes.
The butler took note of this.
"What did you notice at the time of the car accident?"
The butler asked once more.
"I was unconscious," Billder replied hoarsely.
Then, a pain arose again, causing him to cry out involuntarily.
And this time, the pain was much fiercer than before, making Billder's body contort into a bow shape.
Butler Xilin watched the scene, his brow furrowed.
Having said that, the butler turned and left.
The attending physician watched the butler leave and was about to start treating Billder.
"Dilute the medicine, quickly!"
The butler, who was about to step out of the room, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and lightly said to the bewildered physician, "There's no need to treat the useless, understand?"
The physician watched the butler, stunned.
After a few seconds, he finally nodded.
Once he heard this, the butler stepped out of the door.
Outside, several bodyguards and assistants from the Send Family approached.
"Those who betrayed young master Send 9 have been found, and we are currently interrogating them."
"The 'game' rematch is facing some resistance, after all, it's against the rules."
The assistant reported softly.
"Young master Send 9 is dead, which overshadows all rules!"
"I want all those connected to this assassination to die!"
"Galen is no exception."
"Bieder is no exception."
"And Jason, the source of it all, is certainly no exception!"
"Doesn't he like to 'wear three layers'? I'll give him another chance to show himself."
The butler continued sternly without stopping.
The assistant nodded and was about to act immediately but was halted by the butler.
"Take care of that doctor inside as well."
"He's not compliant enough."
After speaking, the butler quickened his pace.
After watching the butler leave, the assistant turned around to look back at the infirmary.
Without any hesitation, the assistant gestured to a nearby bodyguard.
The consequences of not being compliant were clear.
He had no desire for a senseless death.
Better for others to die than himself.
With this thought in mind, the assistant watched as the bodyguard walked into the infirmary, gun drawn and aimed at both Billder and the doctor.
The assistant's eyes bulged in shock.
An entirely unexpected scene unfolded before him.