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.

though someone was urgently whispering in her ear, "Oxygen! We need

Stafford, inhale! Breathe

there was the sound

a central

"Defibrillator..."

her

skin seemed as though it was cut through by red and blue veins. Calista's eyes widened, unfocused as she stared at the light before her. The images in her mind flashed faster and faster, her breathing

gave way to the commanding sound of a piano. The music was intense, brimming with an evident restlessness. Just by listening, one could tell that the pianist was using their virtuosity as a means of venting―venting a potent frustration and a deep-seated dissatisfaction. Yet, upon closer listening, an undercurrent of

seven years old and Calista

undergone a major upheaval with

the meal, Danya noticed that young Kallum seemed a bit distracted. After he finished his meal in silence, he sequestered himself in

is feeling

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

moment she spoke. Upon hearing Tanya's words, she might have been confused, but she

"Because his grandfather

soft and childlike as

was acquainted with Kallum's grandfather, a man who held a particular fondness for her.

Tanya, for some unknown reason, felt a sense of melancholy rise

see them again. One day, your grandpa and I will also leave you, just

Tanya's clothes, "Why aren't they

How I wish I could see you grow up. If that's not possible, I hope there will be someone who will love you as

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