The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1302

When the heart rate drops, giving a shot of a cardiotonic can really boost heart muscle contractions. Having some emergency adrenaline on hand is just playing it safe.

Ben already knew his way around these meds, so after a quick think, he didn't doubt anything. With Manuel calling him over, he decided not to quiz Nick further.

Nick felt a wave of relief wash over him at that. Soon enough, a colleague brought back a couple of vials of the cardiotonic.

Nick's eyes sharpened as he grabbed the vials, casually tossing them into a nearby box, signaling he was ready to kick off the operation with Manuel.

As he poised the scalpel to open the chest of the drug tester, his arm's pull caused a sharp, tearing pain in his own chest wound.

His hand gave the slightest tremor, but Nick quickly tightened his grip on the scalpel, keeping it steady. Out of everyone, only Ben shot him a quick glance; the rest were oblivious.

It wasn't long before they had the drug tester's chest cavity open.

Seeing the mottled brown patches on several organs, Nick frowned. This tester, suffering from multi-organ failure, had volunteered for the trial as a last-ditch effort.

The drugs from Lab 3 were supposed to just break down a few special elements in the body to tweak human physique. This kind of corrosion in the organs wasn't supposed to happen, not even as a side effect.

Nick found it all very odd.

dig into it. As the operation dragged on, the pain in his chest was getting more unbearable; he could feel his healing

face, and a colleague nearby quickly grabbed a towel

face, the colleague asked softly, "Nick, you

expressions were hidden, but he shook his head slightly,

and a few professors were busy jotting down

a data source, with many conclusions to be

Another hour ticked by.

table, his legs trembling without anyone noticing, his hands moving

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Nick, at his

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and his fingers brushed

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