Nicole's lips curled into a faint smile, her face turning pale to the point of transparency, her body growing colder and trembling like a sieve: "Jose Floyd, do you know saffron?"
Jose Floyd didn't understand why Nicole would mention something so irrelevant at this moment, he held her trembling body with his fingers shaking, "Nicole, don't talk anymore... I'll take you to the hospital. Everything will be fine, you will be fine... Nicole, you still have to come back to Italy with me... Do you hear me?"
Jose Floyd's roar echoed in Nicole's ear, and she gave a small smile, still not giving up, "Do you know the effects of saffron? Jose Floyd, tell me, otherwise not only won't I go to Italy with you, but I will hate you for this lifetime... Jose Floyd, let me die with my eyes closed, won't you..."
