Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Alright.” Derek handed over the snacks with both hands, saying, “These are from Mr. McMillan for Ms. Bella; could you help me deliver them to her?”
“No problem; thanks for coming over, Derek.” Dean politely exchanged a few words, then went upstairs with the food and called Mirabella, “Ms. Bennett, what should I do with all this food?”
“Eat it.”
“What? All of it? For me?” Dean was thrilled but couldn’t help saying, “But it’s too much; I can’t finish it all by myself.”
“Give some to Molly.” Mirabella, sitting in the car, spoke in a cold voice, “And watch your mouth.”
“Alright.”
Dean also delivered some to Molly.
Arriving at her base, Mirabella got out of the car. A few of her subordinates outside saw her and excitedly said, “Boss, you’re here!”
Mirabella noticed they were all wearing masks and frowned. “How many people are infected?”
“Four yesterday, three more today.” One of them said, “Boss, they’re all at the doctor’s; you better not go in.”
Mirabella was a little confused.
“A doctor got infected yesterday, and today his whole body is starting–to–rot. Another one said, “This disease is too vicious. A slight act of carelessness could cost your life. If we lose you, we’re done.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” Mirabella walked in, not taking the virus seriously.
“Boss, if you’re really going in, make sure to wear a protective suit!” a subordinate hurriedly reminded
Otherwise, it’d be a big trouble if she got infected!
This was Mirabella’s base. Behind a wide open field was her main fortress, and the second floor housed her research lab.
A few infected people should be in the far east ward on the second floor.
Along the way, everyone greeted her with respect.-
Mirabella put on a protective suit and walked into the eastern ward, where seven infected people were lying on seven beds, their skin rotting to various degrees. They were in unbearable pain.
“It hurts so much, Dr. Shawn.”
“Dr. Shawn, I feel terrible, like I’m on fire.”
“Please save me; I don’t want to die.”
“Don’t scratch your wounds; the more you scratch, the quicker you die!” Dr. Shawn was swamped. Hearing the door open, he turned to see Mirabella, like he had seen a savior!
“Boss, you’re finally here?”
Seeing Mirabella, Dr. Shawn was so excited, feeling like there was finally hope!
“Tell me what’s going on.” Mirabella started examining the patients as soon as she came in, taking their pulses.
“Somebody stole a drug from the Mafia C’s lab that wasn’t fully developed and sold it on the market specifically to harm others.”
Dr. Shawn was indignant: “The infected start with a fever, and gradually, their skin feels like it’s on fire. They can’t stand it and start scratching. After a brief relief, they feel even worse.”
“So they keep scratching, and the more they scratch, the quicker their skin rots until they die from full–body rot.”
Dr. Shawn had watched the whole process, feeling anxious but helpless, not knowing how to help them.
“The whole process only takes three days.” Dr. Shawn said helplessly.
Some of the people lying on the beds now only had two days left to live, some just one.
Mirabella’s eyes darkened. Such inhumane drugs, such shameless people.
“Several big factions and some smaller groups all have people infected.” Dr. Shawn sighed, “The whole triangular zone is in panic; everyone is wearing masks when they go out!”
Some of these groups had invited medical experts from abroad and some famous traditional doctors from within the country, but without exception, they were all helpless against the disease.
“Get my needle pack.”
As Mirabella finished speaking, Dr. Shawn immediately went to fetch it. Mirabella opened the pack, took out thin silver needles, and inserted them one by one into the acupuncture points of one of the patients.
“Follow my sequence and apply needles to the others.” Mirabella demonstrated for Dr. Shawn.
Dr. Shawn hurriedly followed suit.
After a while, several patients coughed up fresh blood. Although they felt a little better all over, their skin still felt like it was on fire.
“I’m going to the lab for a bit; get a couple of guys in here to watch them. Don’t let them scratch their wounds. If the itch is unbearable, they can gently rub it with their fingertips.” Mirabella instructed.
“Yes!”
Mirabella wrote a prescription for some herbs and sent someone to the herb mountain at the back to collect the twenty–something herbs needed.
The needling she did just now could only temporarily slow the spread of the poison,
To truly detoxify, twenty–nine different herbs were needed. Luckily, all twenty–nine could be found on her herb mountain!
Meanwhile.
On Mafia C’s territory, Carl hurriedly came in to report, “Mr. McMillan, four more brothers have been infected with virus X3. You better put on a mask first.” Once infected, there would be trouble!
Romeo put on a mask, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes. His voice was ice–cold: “Why did our lab’s drugs get out?”
“It’s said a traitor in our gang did it; we’re dealing with it. Carl never thought someone would dare to betray them!
Seeing Romeo’s eyes darken, Carl quickly said, “Our experts are researching an antidote, but those infected with this virus will die of full–body rot within three days. By the time the antidote is developed, half of the people will probably be dead.”
The virus was extremely contagious, and once infected, the fatality rate was 100%!
“Mr. McMillan, we can’t stay here long; once we find the Cinnamomum tenuis, we’ll leave immediately.”
“We can’t just ignore those infected; let the experts speed up and find a cure ASAP.” Romeo’s voice was icy cold. “Any news on the Cinnamomum tenuis?”
“Word is that one appeared at an auction in the triangular zone. I’ve already sent people to investigate; I should have some news soon.”
Romeo turned on his phone, his gaze fixed on the girl on the screen, and his voice softened: “Once there’s news, move immediately.”
He had to get the Cinnamomum tenuis!
Looking at the girl on his phone screen, just a few hours apart, and he started to miss her.
On his last trip abroad, he missed her so much that he couldn’t sleep.
It wasn’t until he came back and held her in his arms that he finally had a good sleep.
Carl caught a glimpse of his screen saver. The picture was of Ms. Bella on the day she went to the Paramount Theatre, taken by a photographer on the sly.
Romeo bought the photo at a high price and used it as his phone wallpaper.
If Ms. Bella knew how deeply Romeo felt for her, she would surely be touched.
After all, Ms. Bella was the first and possibly the last one that Romeo had ever had eyes on.
“Alright, I’ll get people on it right away.” Carl respectfully stepped back.
Mirabella turned the antidote she developed into pills and handed them out to her seven henchmen, one each
After a while, they noticed some magical changes in their bodies
“I can’t feel the burning pain in my body anymore, and my dizziness has lessened
“My skin no longer itches, and I don’t have the urge to scratch”
“I feel so much better, it’s amazing!”
They all looked at Mirabella like she was some kind of miracle doctor, their eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.
Mirabella tossed them the bottle of pills and said, “Take one every day for four more days. Your damaged skin will scab and fall off, and new skin will grow.”
“So, we’re not going to kick the bucket?” The seven henchmen were overjoyed and wanted to get out of bed to thank Mirabella on their knees.
Mirabella stopped them and said, “Rest up, the best way you can thank me is to get better and keep working for the gang”
She tossed another bottle to Dr. Shawn, casually saying, “Give these to the rest.”
As long as they had the antibodies, they wouldn’t get infected, even if they came into contact with virus X3.
Dr. Shawn was stunned that Mirabella had managed to develop an antidote in such a short time and deeply admired her.
“Bess, if you decide to stick around in the triangular zone, the leader’s seat will be yours sooner or later, Mafia Queen.”
Just as Mirabella was about to say that wasn’t her goal, Jack came with a report: “Boss, I’ve got some good news and some bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”
Mirabella looked up, without hesitation, and said, “The good news.”
“In an auction happening in an hour, a Cinnamomum tenuis will be the star of the show!”
“The bad news?”
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