Chapter 25 Drug Trial
After leaving the hospital, J immediately called Bernie and Fiona. But neither of them
answered.
She had no choice but to go to the Lind family''s house again.
"Are you insane? Why are you constantly ringing the doorbell?" Minutester, the maid opened the
door and yawned. She seemed annoyed that J had disturbed her sleep.
"Let me in! I''m looking for Bernie and Fiona!"
"The entire family is on a vacation to the Maldives. They''re not at home."
"When will theye back?" J asked anxiously.
Fiona said she didn''t have the money to pay the agreed money. How could they go on vacation to
the Maldives?
"I don''t know. Go ask them!" The maid mmed the door.
J stared at the door and kicked it. Her body trembled with rage. "You lying bastards! All of you
will rot in hell!"
The Lind family had gone to the Maldives. Regardless of whether it was true or not, J couldn''t
get in touch with them. She had to think of a way to pay Hannah''s medical bills.
Perhaps God had sensed that J needed money.
As soon as J opened her browser, she saw an advertisement about a hospital looking for
volunteers for clinical trials toe up with tumor drugs.
They were paying the subjects a thousand dors for staying in the hospital for a few days and
trying out the medicines. In case the drug had repercussions on the subject''s body, they would get
about ten to forty thousand dors aspensation, depending on the seriousness of the problem.
It seemed like the perfect opportunity for J. She was young and healthy. Even if the medicines
had any side effects, they wouldn''t harm her that much.
J went to the hospital, filled out the registration form, and went straight to get a physical
examination. She nned to try the medicines the next week.
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Delicious smell of food wafted in the air as soon as Ethan entered the house.
"Why did youe back early today?" J cast a sidelong nce at him and continued to toss
the spaghetti in the pan.
The apron entuated her alluring figure. Her curvy bum bobbed as she moved around. The
bowtie on her back seemed to tease Ethan -- as if hinting at him to open it and peek at the tempting
gift inside.
Ethan''s eyes darkened as he felt hot in his throat.
He unbuttoned his cor and went to the fridge to get a bottle of water. "I was off duty earlier today,"
he said after gulping down the water.
He looked at her floral apron and tugged at the hem. "Is this an apron? It can''t even cover your
thighs."
It was more like a sexy lingerie. "Stop pulling my apron.
I got it at a discount. It''s beautiful, is it not? Take the spaghetti to the table. I''ll make some sd. "
J red at him and continued to cut the vegetables without uttering a word.
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Ethan grinned and put the spaghetti bowl on the dining table.
Several design sketches were scattered on the table. Just as Ethan sorted the papers and was
about to keep them aside, a piece of paper fell from his hands.
It was a document from a hospital. After quickly looking through it, Ethan immediately found that
something was wrong.
A clinical drug trial?
J put the sd on the table and realized that Ethan didn''t seem to be interested in the food
tonight.
"You don''t like the food?"
"No, I was thinking about something." The fork in Ethan''s hand stilled; he turned to look at her.
J met his piercing gaze. "What''s it?" she asked.
"Have you volunteer to do drug trials?" he asked coldly.
J''s hand trembled, and her fork fell.
She didn''t know why she was flustered, but she tried to remain calm. "Yes. The hospital conducts
regr trials like these. Moreover, the trial is legal. Don''t look at me as if I have done something
horrific."
Ethan put down his fork, pursed his lips, and looked at her. "Don''t go. Don''t you know that the drug
trial could cause serious side effects?"