Chapter: 984

Putting down his pen, Victor looked at the document with a blank expression and said, “Open it."

Hearing this, Ivan unzipped the file bag and took out the test result. There were a few pieces of paper with all kinds of data and professional terms printed on each page. He quickly scanned each paragraph, but he didn't understand what they meant.

In addition to the test result, a small bag of pills had been delivered by the clinic. At a glance, Ivan immediately recognized what they were meant for.

They were all white round pills with the letter "T" printed on each piece. It was a new medicine that Victor had been using recently for his sleeping problem.

But why did he send the pills to be tested?

While Ivan began to wonder, he turned to the last page of the test result and saw the word "Sildenafil." It was one of the main ingredients of the medicine.

"What?" Ivan's jaw dropped in shock. How could there be sildenafil in the medicine? Wasn't it some kind of aphrodisiac? How could it possibly be used to treat a sleep disorder?

With several thoughts running through his mind, Ivan quickly checked the composition list and discovered that the dosage was not that high.

“There's something I need to tell you, Ivan. I was drugged that night in Waterfront Hotel," Victor said in a low voice.

“What? You were drugged? By whom?" Astonishment was written all over

Ivan's pale face. He returned his gaze at the word "Sildenafil" on the paper and then something quickly formed inside his mind.

One tablet of sildenafil was insufficient to attain the desired results. So the aphrodisiac effect was only inhibited because there were other substances. If the aphrodisiac chemicals didn't get flushed out of his system, one would be able to feel the effects after a while.

Victor had been taking the medication for half a month. It was indeed half a month's dosage.

"Dr. Turner recommended this medication for you, Mr. Sullivan. Is it possible that Dr. Turner was the one who..." Ivan was unable to complete his thoughts, but the truth was clear. Everything was handled by Dr. Turner, from the prescription through Victor's first dose of the medication.

The medicine couldn't have been tampered with by anybody else if not him.

However...

"What could be Dr. Turner's reasons for doing that?" For financial gain?

Victor gave him a salary of almost $10 million every year. In addition, the hospital paid him a salary. Prior to employing Dr.

Turner, Ivan had conducted a thorough background check on him. Dr.

Turner's family was well-off and in good health. He didn't have a lot to spend his money on. More than half of the additional healthcare subsidies he received were donated to a nearby welfare home.

He didn't seem to be the kind to do anything like that for money.

Ivan scowled, puzzled as to why Dr. Turner would take the risk of tampering with the medication.

Victor remained silent, his black eyes fixed on the clear bag containing the tablets in Ivan's hands. The look on his face shifted when he heard Victor's question. Whatever he was thinking, only he could tell.

“Mr. Sullivan, I'll request that someone immediately bring Dr. Turner here." To understand Dr. Turner's motivations, this was the quickest and most convenient route to take.

With his thumb rubbing across his knuckles, Victor made a minor adjustment to his index finger. A line was drawn between his small lips. His jaw was well-formed. When he wasn't talking, the atmosphere was always tense. No one could tell Victor's mood.