"Mr. Leocadia, are you... serious?"
Remy Percival, originally named Hunter Percival, got the nickname because he was the second oldest in the family.
He usually hung out with Jasmine Leocadia and others, and they were quite close.
This time, when drinking with Thompson, Jasmine Leocadia called his buddies to accompany them.
Remy Percival was also invited.
He suffered from heatiness, so his urine was recently a yellowish color.
And such a humiliating task wasn't something Jasmine Leocadia was willing to do himself.
If they couldn't save the person, they would have to take responsibility.
"Jalen, stop the nonsense! If Thompson dies, we're both done for!"
Jasmine Leocadia urged, "Hurry up, there's no one around! Now we can only treat a dead horse as if it were alive!"
Watching Thompson's convulsions get worse, his mind was already blank.
Plus, the couple of things Julius Reed did just now had indeed worked.
Jasmine Leocadia didn't have time to think.