You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1621 In Need of An Explanation

He loved Joyce, and he also understood Joyce.

Once given, it was forever.

If she lost Luther, it would be devastating to Joyce. No matter how much he loved her, what he hoped most was that she could be happy. The premise of all this was that Luther must be safe and sound. Leaving Luther no way out was the only thing he could do now.

After leaving the ward, Luther couldn't figure out how Justin could refuse his proposal and insist on leaving the Capital and even leaving Khebury to take root in Mufron.

He paced back and forth in his room and finally sat down on the sofa. He took out his phone and first called the leader in the field of biological pharmaceuticals in Mufron.

"Hello, Dr. Jacobs, I need your help. Can you send a group of pharmaceutical researchers to me?"

"Yes, the drug composition is unknown at present. This matter needs to be kept confidential, thank you."

Hanging up the phone, Luther held his chin with one hand, lost in thought.

He had thought about assembling the most advanced research team. But the key problem was that without knowing the ingredients of the poison, how to configure the antidote? The poison had already been absorbed by his body and could not be separated. He had just confirmed this with Dr. Jacobs. It was really tricky and could only be tried.

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As chance would have it, Casey's call came in.

Luther answered the call. He hadn't asked about R&S Group for a long time. Casey handled daily affairs.

Many projects and work waiting for his decision had piled up.

Casey briefly reported the recent work on the call and then asked for instructions on the latest port project plan.

asked, "President, the headquarters has been asking when you will return to Khebury? We have been away from Khebury for too long. Neither the board of directors nor the board of supervisors have met. The directors privately feel that you want to move the headquarters to the Capital. Many people have clearly stated that they

matter needed to

Joyce's plans, did she want to stay

understand. I will give the directors a reply soon. Ask

President.”

not far from

delicious?" Luther waved to

to Luther's side. Joyce walked up and opened the box, "Chicken porridge, very light. Your wound hasn't healed yet. I asked the doctor. You can only eat some light and easily digestible food. The hospital gives you nutritional meal packages for three meals a day. I'm afraid you're not used to it, so I packed you a little. I'll stew soup for you in the afternoon when I get

Who said I can't get used to hospital food? I'm not that picky."

sent by the hospital on the bedside table. She pointed at it, “You

softly, "I wasn't hungry. I just didn't

been thinking about things and didn't feel hungry at all, forgetting to

how picky he was. "However, now I feel hungry. And I'm a little

straight

Joyce looked puzzled.

Dad means he's hungry and doesn't have the strength now. He needs you to feed him."

sofa, holding Anderson in his arms. He shrugged and

had a deadpan

really had no

the hospital on the bedside table. There was mashed vegetables,

chicken porridge with mashed vegetables and fed it

a bite. Joyce glared at him silently. She

on the

glared at Anderson immediately, "Don't laugh. Play your game.”