Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 427 The Challenge

Holding it in her hands, Calista decided to inject herself first.

"No, you can't risk it at a time like this, Ms. Calista!" Shaun was the first to stop her.

Calista, however, responded, "How can I conquer the virus if I'm not certain of the antidote's medicinal properties? Don't worry, when it comes to enduring pain, I can handle it."

All the other experts wanted to stop her but were hesitant to speak. Essentially, they wanted someone else to serve as the test subject. However, Calista was right, conducting the experiment on herself held more authority.

Amidst the anxious yet hopeful gazes of the crowd, Shaun gradually injected the serum into Calista.

At that moment, Calista was tied to the bed, her mouth gagged tightly for fear she might bite her tongue in an attempt to end her own life.

When Shaun administered the injection, she could distinctly feel something gradually entering her body.

In her past life, she had always been waiting for this moment. Back then, she thought that no matter the cost, as long as she could survive and recover, walking out of the research institute, she would cherish every single day of her future life.

As the medication gradually took effect, Calista's hand, where the injection had been administered, suddenly twitched.

At first, veins of a bluish-purple hue slowly surfaced. Gradually, dark red veins also began to appear, their menacing presence reminiscent of a complex and mysterious pattern. They intertwined and seemed to climb upward along her arm...

The process of "climbing" was clearly visible, with Calista's upper body suddenly jolting. In that moment, a bright white light unexpectedly illuminated before her eyes. It was as if a slideshow was playing, images continuously flashing before her. The world alternated between darkness and light; sometimes upside down, sometimes right-side up.

seemed as though someone was urgently whispering in

Stafford, inhale! Breathe

the

central venous

"Defibrillator..."

her

it was cut through by red and blue veins. Calista's eyes widened, unfocused as she stared at the light before her. The

with an evident restlessness. Just by listening, one could tell that the pianist was using their virtuosity as a means of venting―venting a

stood by the window. At that time, Kallum was seven

time, the Fairchild family had just undergone a major upheaval with the death of

bit distracted. After he finished his meal in silence, he sequestered

Kal is feeling

to pass by. Upon hearing Kallum playing the piano, she paused, expressing her admiration

was evident the moment she spoke. Upon hearing Tanya's words, she might have been confused,

his grandfather

her voice soft and childlike as

fondness

expression on Calista's face, Tanya, for some unknown reason, felt a sense of melancholy rise in

see them again. One day, your grandpa and I will also leave you, just like Kal's grandpa did, never

slightly panicked, clutching onto Tanya's

you grow up. If that's not possible, I hope there will be someone