No matter how they yelled, no one replied.

At this point, they were sure that something bad had happened to Blair

Collecting himself, Hartwell remembered about Niles. He quickly contacted Niles and asked if he knew the passcode to Wesley's apartment. Luckily, he knew it. After entering the passcode, the couple ran in.

Joslyn ran to Blair's bedroom, while Hartwell went to check Wesley's.

“Joslyn! Come here!" His loud voice echoed through the apartment.

As Joslyn ran into Wesley's bedroom, Hartwell was already calling the ambulance.

Blair was Lying in Wesley's bed, motionless

Her eyes were closed, her face as white as a sheet. Joslyn broke into tears at once. She shook Blair's body violently, trying to wake up her friend.

"Blair, Blair. Are you asleep? Wake up!"

Hartwell stopped her and pointed to the night stand.

"It's useless. She has taken sleeping pills."

Joslyn looked towards the night stand. A glass of water—half-empty, and a bottle of sleeping pills—empty, Lay on top of it.

“Oh my God! How did she get these sleeping pills? Did she eat them all?" Joslyn started to panic. She could hardly stand.

Hartwell urged her quickly, "We need to give her first aid! Come, turn her to one side."

“Okay!" She wiped off her tears and listened to Hartwell's instructions.

Eventually, the ambulance arrived and took Blair to the hospital in time and had her stomach cleaned. She was saved.

After that, Joslyn didn't dare leave Blair's side. She stayed in her ward the whole time to tend to her. She was afraid that Blair would attempt suicide again if she was left alone.

The next afternoon, Blair woke up.

As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Joslyn staring at her, chin propped up in her hands. Excited that her friend was finally conscious,

Joslyn shot to her feet and pressed the nurse-call button.

Blair looked around her, confused about the situation. Why was she at the hospital? Was she still alive? Did she come back from death?

The doctor checked her thoroughly. There was nothing serious, but she definitely needed some psychological guidance

Hartwell had already contacted a good psychologist. Once Blair's condition was a little better, the psychologist would begin her treatment.

The doctor left the ward after the check-up. Before Blair could speak, her phone rang. It was from Niles.

Joslyn answered the call for her.