Cure.

Saint Lazaro hospital, Mexico City.

Ricardo sits in the doctor's office, waiting for him to return with his test results. since he took the blood samples. He was hell-bent on finding a cure to the poisonous substance in his blood. He wants to stay back in Mexico since he failed in his mission by falling for Lucia which didn't do him any good.

Soon, the door pushed open slightly and the doctor entered.

A middle-aged man wearing a long dazzling lab coat entered the office and walked toward Ricardo.

"Mr. Rodriguez." he greeted and they shook hands briefly.

The man went to seat in the normal place, opposite Ricardo.

He adjusted his glasses to rest upon his nose and then read the results in his hands inwardly, although his mouth moved slowly. He quickly cleared his throat and sits upright a bit.

"Mr. Rodriguez, this is the blood test results for the toxin." He said and handed it over to Ricardo who didn't take it and was rubbing his temples slowly.

"Just read it out." He said. in an author