Chapter 396 Freya’s Efforts


    Two days passed in the blink of an eye. At eight o’clock in the morning, Jamie entered Edward’s room.


    Freya stood by the bed, watching the nurse feed Edward liquid food.


    The servants here were all locals that Jamie had brought in, speaking thenguage of Floravalea.


    Freya looked up and saw Jamie entering. She nodded with a cold expression.


    Jamie nced at Edward and furrowed his brows slightly. It seemed that his younger brother had


    be even thinner recently.


    “Have you still note up with a treatment n?” Jamie turned to Freya and asked.


    Freya’s gaze shifted away from Edward, and she looked at Jamie coldly. “Mr. Fraser, we’re talking


    about stomach cancer here, not to mention advanced-stage cancer! If you think it’s possible toe


    up with a treatment n so quickly, then I should have already won international awards.”


    Jamie’s eyes narrowed coldly, and he looked at Freya. “I don’t care about any of that. I only know that


    my brother’s time is limited. If you can’te up with a treatment n soon, I will take action.”


    “What action?”


    Freya stared at Jamie warily. “Jamie, if you try to do anything to me, then no one will be able to treat


    Edward’s condition!”


    Jamie sneered. “Miss Kaufmann, rest assured that I still need to rely on you to treat Edward. But I can’t


    say the same for those three under you. I’ve heard that Maddox hasn’t been doing muchtely.”


    Freya clenched her fists in anger. “Are you threatening me, Jamie? Your tricks are getting old.”


    Jamie looked at Freya calmly.


    “As long as it works, isn’t that enough? It’s fine if you don’t feel threatened, Miss Kaufmann. Just take


    care of Maddox’s body when the timees. I heard that morticians like you have excellent makeup


    skills. I’d love to see it.”


    Jamie’s eyes carried a hint of bloody ruthlessness.


    Freya tightly clenched her fists and locked eyes with him for a few seconds before finally looking away.


    “Fine, I wille up with a treatment n as soon as possible.”


    Under such circumstances, she had to submit. If it were just her being brought here by Jamie, she


    could. choose death over submission. But Lucius, Russell, and Maddox were all implicated. She had to


    protect them.


    Jamie then left.


    Freya stood still, listening to the sound of the door opening and closing behind her. She took a deep


    breath and gazed at Edward lying on the sick bed.


    She had originally had time to think about a treatment n, but now Jamie couldn’t wait any longer.


    He failed to understand that once he got impatient, the time she had allocated for them would be


    reduced. She couldn’t devote all the remaining time to treating Edward.


    After all, she had to prioritize the lives of those three people.


    Freya turned and returned to the office.


    In the office, Lucius and Russell were researching thetest medicine.


    They were holding some confidential medical information from several countries, all rted to stomach


    cancer research projects.


    The failure of a research project didn’t necessarily mean that the approach was wrong. It could be due


    to problems that arose along the way. But those approaches were worth studying, as they could


    potentially be realized in theory.


    Russell looked up from the microscope and immediately asked Freya, “Miss Kaufmann, how is the


    patient’s condition today?”


    Lucius also looked up.


    Maddox, on the sofa, moved slightly but didn’t speak.


    “Not too good. He has lost even more weight than before,” Freya said, looking at Russell. “Jamie made


    some harsh remarks today.”


    Maddox sat up abruptly on the sofa. “What did he say?”


    Freya nced at Maddox. “He said that if we can’te up with a treatment n soon, he will take


    action.” She didn’t dare to say that Jamie was targeting him now.


    Maddox was timid in the first ce, and in the face of such life-threatening pressure, he had already


    started to give up.


    If he were to find out that Jamie wanted to kill him, he would probably have a mental breakdown.


    Russell’s face turned serious. “If that’s the case, we can only take risks and try the treatment ns that


    haven’t produced results on the patient one by one.”


    Freya nodded and walked to their desk. “What are you researching?”


    Russell replied, “Thetest targeted therapy.”


    Lucius chimed in, “But the effect of this targeted therapy is not significant. It definitely can’t cure the


    disease, but I think it can buy us some time.”


    Freya narrowed her eyes, still thinking about Jamie’s words today. Soon, she came up with a n.


    If she could find a way to send Russell, Lucius, and Maddox away, she could stay and continue treating


    Edward. This way, she wouldn’t be giving up on him.


    And with only her alone, even if Jamie was furious, he wouldn’t dare to do anything to her.


    Freya pursed her lips and looked at the microscope. A sh of inspiration crossed her mind, and she


    turned to look at some medical devices beside her.


    “Miss Kaufmann?”


    I''ll join you in the research,” Freya said.


    A day quickly passed, and Freya spent all her time in the office studying various drugs, except for


    breakfast and lunch breaks.


    At six in the evening, Jamie stood in his room, looking at the surveince monitor on the wall.


    “It seems that putting pressure on her is the right thing to do.” His gaze was cold and indifferent as he


    looked at the figure in the office.


    Freya busied herself between various devices until nine o’clock in the evening, when she finally took


    some time to leave the office and have dinner.


    The chef in the vi had already prepared a sumptuous dinner. It was as grand as a state banquet.


    Freya knew that Jamie didn’t have good intentions. He just wanted her to regain her energy so that she


    could take care of Edward’s condition.


    After dinner, Freya returned to her room. She went into the bathroom to freshen up.


    After closing the bathroom door, Freya took a deep breath and turned on the faucet and the


    showerhead.


    Amidst the gentle sound of running water, Freya meticulously inspected every nook and cranny of the


    bathroom, ensuring that there were no concealed cameras. She then discreetly retrieved a few chips


    and wires from her clothing.


    Theseponents had been covertly taken from the medical devices. Some of these devices were


    equipped withwork wires and Bluetooth systems, allowing for the convenient transfer of images to a


    computer.


    The wires, Bluetooth systems, and chips inside were strikingly simr to those found in cell phones.


    Silently, she made modifications to the chips and wires.


    “I still need some tools,” Freya murmured, her brow furrowed as she approached the final stages. She


    gazed at the miniature prototype of a ‘cell phone’ before her.


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    There was only one motherboard connected to various types of wires.


    Freya pondered deeply. It wasn’t just tools that shecked, but more importantly, awork adapter.


    Without it, even if she managed toplete the phone, it would be akin to a device withoutwork


    capabilities, stuck in airne mode.


    Unless…


    Freya carefully stowed away the items and thought of another medical device. This particr device


    could connect to the inte, albeit with a simplistic system that only served medical purposes.


    Nevertheless, with her skills, she was confident in her ability to retrieve thework chip from within.


    She slowly formed a n in her mind.