"Let me know when you have any news tonight," Sampson said.
"Alright," Mark replied, looking at Sampson's gloomy expression. "There's another solution, though. A drug was once up for auction back home. It stirred quite a commotion. It's said to be made by a venerable pharmaceutical expert. It works wonders for heart conditions."
Sampson looked up, hope glinting in his eyes. "HeartEase?"
"Yes. Many heart patients who were given terminal prognoses showed significant improvement after taking HeartEase. But Old Mrs. Griffith's condition isn't purely heart-related. This drug can only do so much for her.
I'm thinking of combining HeartEase with a new drug I'm working on."
If Professor Bell didn't come up with anything, he would have to find a way to keep Old Mrs. Griffith alive.
He couldn't just stand by and watch her suffer.
"HeartEase hasn't been available back home for a long time, but it appeared twice in our local auctions recently."
