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''srgest biotechboratory, 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, withyers of control starting at the entrance on the ground floor. Luther took Joyce to Dr. Orik''s
exclusiveboratory 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 nced back at his wife and nodded. Finally, from a low-temperature control box, he opened threeyers of ss 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."
Themotion earlier had already woken her up; as a researcher, exining 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 | would be fine. Look, we have the most advanced
biotech research team in the world. What more could you worry about?"N?velDrama.Org content rights.
Joyce tightly held Luther''s wrist, "That''s great, you know? I''ve been so worried about you."
Luther held her even tighter, asking, "The first antidote, does it mean we need several more in the future?"
"Yes. That''s right. Here''s the situation, let me exin," 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 theponents of the
antidote, we redefined our direction. We then sought the help of Dr. Jacobs and, in Mufron, used a more advancedboratory to
narrow down the biological groups of the poison. In short, we''ve narrowed down the range, although we haven''t specifically
located the detailed biological code. Based on this range, we have developed the first antidote. Next, Mr. Warner, please take
this antidote."
With that, Jocelyn handed the bottle to Luther.
Joyce quickly took it and carefully held the ck antidote pill in her hand. It looked particrly conspicuous.
At this moment, Dr. Orik personally poured a ss of water for Luther and handed it to him. Luther took the ss, and Joyce fed
him the pill. As he held the pill in his mouth, he lightly bit Joyce''s finger and deliberately smiled, implying something, as if
reminding her of their previous kiss. Intense and lingering.
Joyce was momentarily stunned, then her cheeks reddened. He seemed to be in a really good mood, teasing her in public. How
shameless!
She gave him a reproachful look, "Swallow it quickly."
Luther stopped teasing her, swallowed the pill with water, then set the ss aside.
“Alright. Now let me talk about the next steps," Dr. Orik continued, "Although we have sessfully developed the first antidote, it
doesn''t mean this matter is over. We might still need 3 to 5 more antidotes. The specific number will depend on blood tests and
cultures after each dose before we can conclude."
"Thank you for your hard work," Joyce expressed gratitude. "What do you need? Do you need us to do anything? We will fully
support you."
“Now | need to draw a tube of blood from Mr. Warner," Dr. Jocelyn said, approaching with a syringe. "Please bear with me."
Drawing blood had be a routine for Luther. He rolled up his sleeve, exposing his elbow. Dr. Jocelyn skillfully inserted the
needle into his vein, and as the deep 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 swab onto the needle
mark on Luther''s elbow, holding it there for a while.
Watching him being drawn, she unexpectedly felt a pang of heartache.
Luther chuckled at Joyce, "Drawing this little blood is nothing to worry about. Why are you so nervous?"
Joyce bit her lip, "Where am | nervous? You''re mistaken."
Luther reached out and pinched her nose, not letting her off the hook, "Are you worried about me?"
“Worried about you, my foot," Joyce wanted to cover his mouth. What nonsense was he spouting in front of others? No filter at
all.
She turned to Dr. Jocelyn, "Is that okay now? Is there anything else to do?"
Dr. Jocelyn shook her head and inserted the blood-filled tube into a machine.
"No, we will now analyze the changes
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antidote may also change. Mr.
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Joyce nudged Luther.
Luther replied, "No problem."
He embraced Joyce, "Professors, we''ll leave you to your research. Also, you need to take care of yourselves and get some rest."
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Warner," Dr. Orik nodded.
Dr. Jocelyn also expressed her gratitude, "Please take care.”
Luther left theboratory with Joyce.
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At first, Joyce didn''t react. When she understood, her face instantly turned red, like a boiled shrimp.
Men, as soon as things got a little better, they had to push it.