A month had passed since the three-month deadline given by Zhao Sihai, and I had lost all hope. However, on this particular day, I received a call from the head of Archer Grant's organization and rushed to the hospital. When I arrived, I was shocked to see how frail and unrecognizable Archer Grant's head had become. It was clear that he was on the brink of death.
"Archer Grant, what about Jessie Levitt's situation?" I asked as I sat by his bedside. I had been urging him to take care of it for over a month, but Archer Grant's head had been making excuses to delay.
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