"Miss North, please stop crying. Crying for too long is bad for your eyes."
"Nurse, I’m begging you, let me see Baby. I... I’m really worried about him."
The young nurse shook her head, refusing: "It’s not possible. The master has strictly forbidden us from seeing the young master. Otherwise, he’ll kick us out of the Hawthorne Family."
Claire North’s eyes reddened again, and she forced a smile: "I’m sorry, I’m putting you in a difficult position. But I... I really am..."
The young nurse felt increasingly sympathetic towards Claire North.
Claire North raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her eyes red and swollen: "Can you at least tell me how Baby is doing?"
Claire North asked: "Did Chester say anything about whether Baby has gotten any better?"
The young nurse replied: "Chester hasn’t come."
Claire North was surprised: "You said Chester hasn’t come? Why hasn’t he?"
"I heard there’s a very important research project that requires Chester’s personal supervision."
Claire North asked again: "Then who is taking care of Baby now?"
"Chester’s apprentice, whom I’ve heard is also very skilled in medicine." Seeing Claire North silent, the nurse hurriedly tried to comfort her, thinking she was worrying.
Claire North responded absentmindedly, her expression thoughtful.
After leaving the medical room, Claire North phoned a private investigator to help investigate Chester and keep a close watch on where Raina North was staying.
After making arrangements, Claire North leaned against the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.
The newly developed medicine still couldn’t counteract the poison.
Looking at the rabbit lying lifelessly on the operating table, Raina North’s hands trembled, her eyes bloodshot.
This was the tenth rabbit on the third day.
Every rabbit used for the experiment had invariably ended in death.
Compounding the trouble, the poisoned blood drawn from Baby’s body had been used up again.
This was the third time blood had been drawn.
Adding up, it was over 150 milliliters.
Baby’s condition was already bad, and at this rate, the antidote might not be developed before Baby could no longer hold on.
After placing the rabbit on the operating table into a special box, Leila Foster intended to comfort Raina North with a few words but found her trembling.
Her hair was messy, her face pale, and her expression filled with guilt and urgency.
Leila Foster was shocked, immediately supporting Raina North, hurriedly saying: "Raina, relax. We’ll definitely think of a solution."
"No..." Raina North’s voice was hoarse: "I... I can’t think of anything..."
Raina North painfully closed her eyes.
In the past, she had treated countless people, developed numerous new medicines, and improved countless old prescriptions.
She excelled at every one of them.
In fact, whether it was treating illnesses or conducting research, she enjoyed it, her thoughts were free and unrestrained.
But, this time was different.
As long as she thought about saving Baby, she couldn’t help but be extra careful.
Yet, the rabbits used for experiments didn’t survive.
She couldn’t help but think, what if the rabbits were replaced with humans?
In that case, even if there were ten Babies, they would all die.
A healer cannot heal themselves; to her, Baby was even more important than herself.
Leila Foster was startled, realizing Raina North’s condition was worse than she had imagined.
She hurriedly said: "Raina, stop thinking about it. You’re too exhausted. You need rest. Only if you rest well can you save Baby."