Chapter 1784


    Sarahforted her once again at this crucial moment.


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    "Don''t worry about it. As long as I remember the procedure, you just need to follow my lead. But try


    to keep it cool, will you? Mr. March is right over there watching, and you wouldn''t want to make a


    bad impression, would you?"


    If Lingery hadn''t been there, Queena would have definitely suspected something off about Sarah.


    But with Lingery standing close by, his face so strikingly simr to Ian''s, it was too much for her to


    handle the emotions.


    She couldn''t help but steal nces his way. Hearing Sarah''s reassuring words, Queena felt a wave


    of relief wash over her.


    "I got it. I''ll follow your lead."


    Sarah lowered her gaze, continuing to add the chemicals to the mixture. But as she was about to


    make the final addition, Queena grabbed her hand firmly.


    With a subtle lift of her eyebrows, Sarah looked up at Queena.


    It had only been half an hour since herst warning to Queena, and now it was seven in the


    evening. The sky held onto thest streaks of a sunset.


    Queena''s grip on her wrist tightened, her tone resolute.


    "Doctor, I''ve been at this research base for years. I may not know as much about thesepounds


    as you, but I''m also considered a prodigy. These concoctions of yours, they''re not meant to keep


    Fitch in a deep slumber, but to wake him up."


    As soon as she finished speaking, Lingery nced over.


    Queena looked towards the now empty test tube, her face darkening, "I could make a mistake, but


    it''s impossible to get all thebels wrong. Doctor, something''s definitely off with you."


    Lingery approached with heavy steps, a grave look on his face, "What''s going on?"


    Queena pointed at a nearby drawer, "She came back with a few trinkets this morning, and since


    then, things have been a bit off. I''m thinking those trinkets might have jogged her memory, maybe


    the hypnosis isn''t holding up. Could you check it out, maybe deepen the trance?"


    Lingery was a formidable hypnotist; he had hypnotized Sarah to get her to agree to help.


    From his spot by the window, Bernard slowly set down his cup of tea, a smile ying on his lips,


    "Lingery, do a check. We can''t have any slip-ups."


    Lingery immediately moved to the drawer in question, but its contents were gone.


    Queena started shouting, "She must have moved them! She''s been acting strange today, using the


    wrong forms. If this batch gets injected, Fitch will wake up immediately!"


    Lingery turned to Bernard, "Professor?"


    "Hypnotize her again."


    No sooner had he spoken than Sarah tried to run. Queena grabbed her, her voice filled with


    urgency.


    "See, I knew she was off! Quick, do it again!"


    Lingery''s hand mped onto Sarah''s throat. Sarah felt her oxygen supply plummet, the world


    spinning as she verged on passing out.


    But Lingery didn''t let her faint; he quickly reinforced the hypnosis.


    This dy, however, cost them an hour. When Sarah''s eyes fluttered open again, the intense


    agitation in her heart had vanished. She looked at Queena.


    Queena held her head high, triumphant, "Doctor, you''re awake. Get up and let''s get back to the


    experiment; we''re running out of time."


    Sarah frowned, confused about what had just happened. She examined thepounds before her,


    her brow furrowed, "Queena, did you mix these? Do you realize if we inject this, Fitch will wake up


    immediately?"


    Queena''s eyes gleamed with even more pride, "Of course, I know. It was my mistake. We can''t


    waste any more time; let''s get started, Doctor."