Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail's eyes flickered as she observed Martin and silently watched his every move. She softly said, "If I could, I would take you with me. Don't consider sacrificing yourself. Survival is instinctual, and you

mustn't forget that."

Martin paused. He stopped in his actions as he remained silent.

"Perhaps you believe that you are old and don't need to live much longer, but that's not true. You haven't reached that point yet. Striving to live is what you should be doing," Abigail calmly advised him. "I have a vast network of contacts. If I can assist you, I most certainly will."

Suddenly, he felt reassured by Andrew's decision. He gazed at her, and his heart rate gradually increased. "Alright."

"Let's have a meal first," Abigail suggested. Afterward, I can make plans. Martin is a talented individual. It would be a waste if he were to disappear just like that.

Once they finished their meal, Abigail asked Martin, "May I visit your laboratory?"

"Uh, sure." Martin didn't object to her visit.

known for her

only at that moment that she realized that it wasn't just an ordinary laboratory but a biochemical one. Numerous animals are immersed in liquid tanks. Looking at them makes me

However, they were donated or purchased with

Abigail appeared surprised. "People?"

led Abigail into his cultivation room.

in a similar situation and was retreating to the mountains. If she had been out there, she would have become an internationally acclaimed traditional medicine doctor,"

Martin smiled. "You're mistaken. I wouldn't have accomplished all of this if I were out there. It's because someone funded me that I could reach this stage. Without financial research support, even great abilities would gradually fade away." One can only pursue these endeavors when

Abigail nodded in agreement.

depression. Do you think such a medicine exists?" she asked

a year.

unsettled. When Martin was approached by

substantial amount of money into this research institute. Perhaps the other party genuinely

words ignited a spark within Martin's heart. It has been eight or nine years since I last made significant breakthroughs, yet the research institute continues spending money. Of course, there is pressure from higher-ups, but what sets me apart from other research institutes is my ability to quickly develop medicine whenever a new disease emerges, thus earning a fortune for the institute. After all, the pharmaceutical industry is lucrative. That's why the research institute is willing to retain me. As long as I

he hadn't developed any potent medicine. However, Abigail's

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