Chapter 1651 Microorganisms

Luther drove all the way to the secret laboratory located in the suburbs, a Biochemical Institute under the jurisdiction of the R&S Group. It was publicly claimed to be a place for cultivating microorganisms, such as beer yeast and the like. It's worth noting that the R&S Group controlled nearly 80% of the national alcohol production and sales.

In reality, this laboratory had a special function. Some undisclosed special experiments were conducted here in secret. This time, Luther invited the Donald team, and the insiders believed that his purpose was to develop new alcoholic beverage products.

After arriving, Luther met with the team leaders, Orik Hubbard and Jocelyn Parsons. They were a married couple, both highly knowledgeable geniuses engaged in research in the field of biomedicine technology.

Orik smiled and approached, respectfully saying, "Mr. Warner, Dr. Jacobs has already briefed me on your situation. Your blood reports and various examination reports show no signs of any problems. If you don't mind, I would like to draw some blood from you for microbial cultivation to see what the issue might be."

Luther nodded and pointed to the other astute and capable woman, asking, "Is this your wife, Mrs. Jocelyn?"

Jocelyn extended her hand and said, "Yes, that's me. Rest assured, we will do our best to fulfill Dr. Jacobs’ instructions. In a few days, Dr. Jacobs will also come personally. Mr. Warner, are your recent symptoms still ongoing?"

Luther subconsciously touched his ear, "My ears have been inexplicably bleeding, it has happened three times." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As he spoke, he suddenly felt heat in his ear. He quickly took out a napkin from his suit pocket and plugged his ear. Indeed, after a moment, the napkin was soaked in fresh blood. Fortunately, the bleeding wasn't too severe.

Orik and Jocelyn witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and they exchanged a glance, shaking their heads at each other.

on intuition, I feel it is related to some unknown

Jocelyn into the laboratory. Before entering the sterile laboratory, they needed to put on isolation suits and undergo thorough disinfection. Luther changed his clothes, completed

elbow, and the thick blood flowed through the tube. "I'm sorry, Mr. Warner. We may need as much blood as possible. We will collect as much of your blood as your body can tolerate. Microorganisms have a wide distribution range, and it's not easy to capture them. We have to search extensively to have a

much blood was drawn, it would undoubtedly affect his complexion. How could he hide it from Joyce? He pondered, considering coming up with a temporary business trip excuse. He would find a place to rest for a couple of days until his

draw, when Luther stood up, he felt a wave of dizziness. He shook his head, forcing himself to regain

Jocelyn asked. “If you don't feel well, it's best to go to the hospital and get

shook his head,

truth, even though he said that, he didn't have much confidence. Searching for microorganisms in the bloodstream was like finding

the whole time. When he saw Luther come out with a pale face, he was

Joyce," Luther instructed. "Also, tell everyone that I'm going on a temporary business trip to Clarenworth and will be back the

can't Mrs. Warner know? Mr. Warner, between you and Mrs. Warner, you've been through life and death, and your relationship

want to worry her. She's been through enough these years. Don't

Luther received a call from Joyce. He pressed the answer

phone, Joyce was perceptive.

You must have misheard,” Luther cleared his throat and raised his voice. “I was busy for a while and

to ask about our schedule for going to Mufron. I have some unexpected matters to deal with here. I want to move Iris’ grave back as soon as possible. Can we go to Mufron earlier?" Joyce asked. "Of course, the timing is up to you. When do you want to go?" Luther

after tomorrow, is

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