Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1773

He took a glance and found no abnormality; then he asked Sarah aside, “Any idea when we'll have the antidote ready?”

“If we're lucky, three months. If not, it could take up to six,” Sarah glanced at the monitors, her brow furrowed in concentration as

the data danced before her eyes.

Fitch asked in concern, "Is there a problem?"

"No. Could you just handthat vial, please? I want to run schecks."

Almost reflexively, he reached for the bottle she was pointing at. Inside was a green liquid. He saw that Sarah moved to another

terminal, and the vial in his hand unexpectedly exploded.

He was unharmed, but his nose wrinkled at the acrid smell that filled the air. He glanced down at the shards in his hand and then

looked up, his vision blurring.

Sarah walked over, helping him lie down as she peeled his eyelids back for a quick examination. Turning to the person beside her,

she said, "We're good to go."

protective helmet, revealing a

shot into Fitch's arm. Together

adjacent empty bed.

ran diagnostics. There was

screen.

complete. Match success,

collected by Bernard years ago; he had his eye on this physical specimen

faces, Sarah

everything checks out, we'll proceed with the experiment tomorrow

"Understood."

on Fitch with an unmistakable yearning. She was still smitten with

to abandon everything. She could spend her life just watching him, even if he were

a coma forever.

spread through Fitch's body, his world began to swirl into chaos. He was vaguely

but couldn't make out the

with Bernard, confirming that the preparations were

it gently before giving

in the gaps in our data. What's the success rate

"Seventy percent."

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