Five hours later, Serena Everett rubbed her temples with her pale fingers as she walked out of the lab. Follow current novᴇls on nοvelfire.net
Following her was Forrest Montague, equally exhausted.
"Serena, come on, let’s go eat!"
Serena nodded, but just then she received a call from the health minister.
Why would he call her out of the blue?
Serena frowned slightly and answered the call.
"You finally picked up!"
As soon as the call connected, Julian Hart’s excited voice came through.
Serena didn’t waste time on pleasantries: "What’s going on?"
Years ago, she helped them solve a particularly troublesome illness, leading to her acquaintance with Julian Hart, who immediately invited her to join the health department, but she refused.
After that, they’d latched on to her relentlessly.
Whenever they faced an intractable problem, they would come to her.
However, Serena had no objections to this. She was from Celestia, and contributing to her country was her duty.
"Here’s the situation: five days ago, the Princess of Zelara came to Celestia, but she was suddenly struck by a severe illness. Her entire guard became infected as well. We had no choice but to quarantine them for treatment, but their condition has worsened with each passing day..."
Julian Hart’s voice turned extremely serious and anxious.
"We’ve been researching day and night at the health department for days, but we still don’t know what this illness is! We have no other recourse but to ask for your help! Do you think you can find some time to help us?"
Serena quietly listened to his account, her pale fingers tapping lightly on the table’s edge, her expression gradually becoming grave.
If anything happened to Stella in Celestia, it would inevitably affect the relations between Celestia and Zelara.
Moreover, the most challenging aspect was that this illness was highly contagious. If not controlled promptly, if it spread, the consequences would be unimaginable.
This was something she had to manage!
Serena agreed without any complaint, "I can."
"You agreed?!" Julian Hart felt a surge of joy in his heart, "Thank you so very much..."
Serena cut off his words of gratitude: "I’ll send you my location in a bit."
"Okay, okay, I’ll immediately arrange for someone to come pick you up!" Julian Hart was overjoyed and quickly nodded in agreement.
Serena responded mildly, then hung up the phone.
"Serena..." Forrest Montague looked at her with concern, hesitating but full of worry in his eyes.
In his heart, he definitely didn’t want Serena to go! Serena was already busy and exhausted enough, the intensity in the lab was beyond what an ordinary person could bear!
Moreover, the side effects of the X Potion could manifest at any time, and the deadliest part was that the unknown virus was highly infectious. If she got infected with that unknown virus...
The more Forrest Montague thought about it, the more worried he became, and he couldn’t help but heave a deep sigh.
He was truly concerned for Serena’s health, but he also knew clearly that he couldn’t stop her.
Serena was a kind-hearted person with a broad perspective, someone who cared for the world. She wouldn’t just sit idly by!
Serena understood his concern and gave him a reassuring smile, her tone exceptionally firm, "Don’t worry, Elder Montague, I can handle it. Besides, someone has to do these things!"
Even if she couldn’t, she’d have to push through it. This virus was peculiar and extremely contagious; she suspected that it was orchestrated by someone with malicious intent.
Absolutely cannot allow this virus to spread in Celestia!
Happy Labor Day, my dears!