Rosalie broke into a cold sweat. She had finally written the prescription and looked at the screen.

“Senior, this is the best prescription I can think of now. It may not be perfect. Please look it over later.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll do my best.”

Rosalie smiled gratefully at him and looked back at Byron.

“Byron, send someone to drive Lucian there as soon as possible.”

Byron nodded and was about to call Luther. However, Andrius had already spoken out anxiously, “We have no time to waste. I’ll go.