The hospital quickly sent Lavinia's medication for testing, and the results confirmed it—what was in the box wasn't her prescribed targeted therapy.
Lavinia's medication was supposed to be oral tablets, but the counterfeit pills had been replicated with such precision in both shape and color that even professional equipment nearly failed to detect the difference.
The doctor was astonished. "Switching out medication like this is illegal. Who on earth has the power and resources to pull off something so elaborate and life-threatening?"
The level of craftsmanship in the forgery was beyond what an ordinary person could accomplish.
By the time Lavinia was notified she could be discharged, it was already evening.
James had left earlier in the afternoon, caught up in work. Eth
