From where Alessandro stood outside the VIP room, he wasn't able to see what was happening inside the room clearly. To him, Eduardo had been stabbed by the syringe and probably dying already.
However, Eduardo caught the intruder's hand before he could stab him with a syringe. He caught his hand, struggling so the needle wouldn't touch his skin. The chemical was already dripping from it. Any part of the bed it touched, got burnt.
"You... I thought you were unconscious. How can you be so strong?" He gritted his teeth.
'Strong? What the hell is this bastard talking about? How can he stab me with whatever is in that bottle? The strong stench woke me up immediately'
Eduardo grunted as he sat up, still struggling to make sure he didn't get stabbed with the syringe. His stomach was hurting really bad.
"Just die already. Fuck!" The man yelled in an American accent. Eduardo still managed to hold his hands. The infusion needle that was connected to his vein pulled out of his skin.
