Chapter 134

Diana’s pov

“It’s us challenging you. What does that have to do with Healer?”

“Yeah, don’t involve Healer. Worst case, we’ll invoke labor laws to see if your demands are reasonable!”

Fisher’s face reddened, frustrated. “Healer, are you going to let them talk to me like this? They don’t understand, do you?”

I know Fisher is warning me.

Behind him is William.

William, who didn’t care about lives, wouldn’t be bothered by mere “labor laws.”

Taking a deep breath, I said, “Let them go off duty. I’ll take care of the remaining work.”

“Healer!” A female researcher at my side grabbed me. “This has nothing to do with you. We’re not afraid of him. You don’t need to-”

“It’s necessary,” I interrupted. “I’m in charge of this project. Any issues, I’ll handle them.‘

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I looked at Fisher and asked, “Are you satisfied with this resolution?” Fisher smirked, visibly in a better mood.

With a disdainful glance at me, he shrugged. “Deal with it. Tomorrow morning, I’ll personally review your work. If I’m not satisfied, don’t blame me for punishing you.”

With that, he picked up his bag, propped it under his arm, and left the lab first.

At my strong request, everyone else also left, excluding Moss.

Since he resides in the hospital, he stayed with me to work through the night.

“You shouldn’t have taken all the work on yourself,” Moss handed me an iced coffee. “Unless the antidote is successful, he’ll find faults in your data tomorrow.”

“What else can I do?” I shrugged, sipping the bitter but invigorating coffee.

I smiled, “Don’t forget our plan.”

his head to help me

A night passed.

finally completed all

unconsciously

from the chair, unconsciously stretched, forgetting

tearing sensation around my shoulder, warm liquid

with breakfast, hastily put it down, and approached me with a serious expression. “You’re bleeding, do you

said in a cold

but at

Moss to the office.

closed the door, locked it, and said to me, “Take off your

I was stunned.

do I need

can I apply

the potion. Licking my dry lips

back at Moss, I heard him ask from behind, “Are you

“Uh, yeah.”

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“Then I-“I

and his footsteps disappeared.

I asked, “What happened? Is the wound

seconds, Moss finally responded.

much lower and huskier than before. “It

shrugged, “No big

nothing compared to what

swab touched my torn wound, my face

my forehead as I clenched my hand, every

each minute

finally finished applying

sighed in relief, realizing my lips had gone numb from

flexed my fingers,

made a sound with a heavy

rewrapping the bandage, I

the medicine to its place and said, “Considering a werewolf’s healing speed, your wound should have healed

up, I nodded.

furrowed his

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