You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1922 Can We Go Home Now

After Cecelia returned, Luther and Joyce left together, with Aaron in charge of driving. There was no need for secrecy now, so Luther had Orik and Dr. Jocelyn move into the group's largest biotech laboratory, located in a skyscraper in the city center. The entire building was dedicated to developing the most advanced technology for the group.

Security was tight here, with layers of control starting at the entrance on the ground floor. Luther took Joyce to Dr. Orik's exclusive laboratory using a special elevator. Upon entering, they found Dr. Jocelyn resting at her desk. She looked exhausted, with sunken eyes indicating she hadn't had a proper rest in days. Dr. Orik also had dark circles under his eyes, clearly having worked tirelessly for many days. Seeing Luther and Joyce, Dr. Orik hurried forward, "Mr. Warner, you're here. I'll wake her up right away."

"Wait," Joyce interjected. "Dr. Jocelyn looks very tired. Let her rest for a while. You can tell us whatever you need to."

Seeing their dedication to developing an antidote for Luther, she was moved, and also deeply admired the dedication of the researchers.

Orik glanced back at his wife and nodded. Finally, from a low-temperature control box, he opened three layers of glass doors to take out a small bottle.

"What's this?" Joyce asked, leaning in with curiosity.

At that moment, a slightly hoarse female voice sounded, the voice of someone who had just woken up. It was Dr. Jocelyn, joyfully speaking, "This is the first antidote developed by my husband and me." The commotion earlier had already woken her up; as a researcher, explaining her findings was more important to her than resting.

Joyce's face lit up, a warm smile spreading across her lips, "The first antidote?"

Happiness came too fast, and she could hardly believe it.

Luther enclosed Joyce in his arms at this moment, "I promised you that I would be fine. Look, we have the most advanced biotech research team in the world. What more could you worry about?" Joyce tightly held Luther's wrist, "That's great, you know? I've been so worried about you." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

asking, "The first antidote, does it mean we need several

explain," Dr. Jocelyn began, "Last time, Mr. Warner brought in the antidote powder, which was left by the original poison maker. After our research, we concluded that this antidote is unstable and cannot completely cure the poison. However, the powder did lead our research in a new direction. Based on the components of the antidote, we redefined our direction. We then sought the help of Dr. Jacobs and, in Mufron, used a more advanced laboratory to narrow down the biological groups of the poison.

handed the bottle

the black antidote pill in her

of water for Luther and handed it to him. Luther took the glass, and Joyce fed him the pill. As he held the pill in his mouth, he lightly bit

then her cheeks reddened. He seemed to be in a really good mood, teasing her in public. How

a reproachful look, "Swallow

teasing her, swallowed the pill with water, then set the glass

first antidote, it doesn't mean this matter is over. We might still

"What do you need? Do you need us to do anything? We will

of blood from Mr. Warner," Dr. Jocelyn said, approaching with a

red blood flowed into the tube, time seemed to stand still, each second feeling serene. Joyce held her breath, and after Dr. Jocelyn finished drawing the blood, she quickly pressed an alcohol

being drawn, she unexpectedly felt a pang

Joyce, "Drawing this little blood is nothing

lip, "Where am I nervous?

nose, not letting her off the hook,

to cover his mouth. What nonsense was he

okay now? Is there