Alice picked up the needle, using her slightly trembling hand.

She thought she would never see this stuff again throughout her life, and beneath the needle pressed a medical report.

Carl opened his eyes and looked at her pale face. He was sure that Alice knew about the injection and, her facial expression told that she was afraid of it.

"What are you doing?"

Carl suddenly spoke out, frightened Alice and her hand slipped, the piece of paper in her hand slipping to the ground.

Alice looked at him. "You, you ......"

"What? Did I ask you to come into my study?" Carl looked at her and bent down to...