Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“You’re the foodie! This is for Nydia.”
“Have you had dinner yet?”
“We just had, Bella treated us to a feast!”
“Was it good? Can I have some?” Barry wanted a taste of the feast she was talking about.
“No, all of this is for Nydia””
As they continued to bicker, Mya covered her mouth in shock as she listened to Mavis quietly share the details of their abduction.
Only Adair stayed by Mirabella, “Bella, what’s going on?”
“Some people have been causing trouble for me. They couldn’t find me, so they kidnapped Joyce and Mavis. Tell Barry to be careful. If possible, look after Joyce and Nydia for me: “Who dares to mess with you?” Upon hearing this, Adair rolled up his sleeves, “Bella, tell me who they are. I’ll deal with them.”
“They’re not ordinary people.” Mirabella didn’t elaborate further, “Just be careful. If you notice anything strange, call me.”
“But Bella, what about you?”
“I can protect myself”
“Alright, Barry and I will look after Joyce and Nydia. Be careful.”“I’m heading to the lab first.”
Seeing the other two still bickering and Mavis and Nydia deep in conversation, Mirabella decided to head to the lab alone.
Adair didn’t understand why Bella spent so much time in the lab. But he’d heard about how she led a team to a competition at Summerfield College today. Her surgical and suturing techniques had left all the judges in awe.
She must have honed these skills in the lab.
As Mirabella opened the door to the lab, she heard the excited voice of Grandpa Beck, “Bella, come here and check this out. The upgraded detox pill is interacting with the toxic blood. See, the toxins are disappearing bit by bit.”
Mirabella moved closer to the apparatus and watched as the two substances reacted and the toxins indeed started to fade.
“Yes! This is the result of several days of my research. When the upgraded detox pill meets this toxin, it’s like a downpour meeting a fire. Watch closely, this fire is about to be extinguished.” Grandpa Beck’s excitement was palpable, and then his laughter abruptly ceased.
“Wait a second. Why is this last bit of poison not totally cleaned out.”
Grandpa Beck bulged his eyes, looking incredulously at the stubborn spot on the screen. Despite the vigorous attack from the upgraded detox pill, this spot remained entirely unmoved, not shrinking or disappearing.
Mirabella analyzed, “It appears that even the enhanced detox pill can’t entirely eradicate the poison in Carol’s body. But, compared to the previous versions of antidotes, this one seems to be an improvement”
“This is not possible. I clearly removed all the toxins in this morning’s experiment. Could the toxins regenerate?” Grandpa Beck went back to review the experiment process.
“It’s also possible that a certain ingredient in the antidote can’t entirely suppress and eliminate this kind of toxin. If the toxins can regenerate, it means we need to adjust the components of our antidote again.”
Mirabella had already put on her lab coat, ready to start the experiment. Her phone vibrated at this moment. Checking it, she saw a call from an old acquaintance.
“Professor Bell, I have a patient here and 1 was hoping you might take a look”
The caller’s tone was obscure, treating Mirabella with a delicacy and respect, “It’s my friend’s mother. I wouldn’t bother you if the situation wasn’t so difficult.”
Without a second thought, Mirabella declined, “I’m sorry, I can’t make it. I’m too busy”
She had too much on her plate right now.Plus, the Doom’s forces kept a close watch on her, exploiting every opportunity.
If she went, she might implicate an innocent family.
“I understand that you are very busy. I was moved seeing my friend cry, so I dared to ask for your help.
The patient’s condition is becoming increasingly difficult, and I’m out of ideas concerning medication. I would appreciate it if you could help, even a word or two would mean a lot to me and my friend.”
The caller seemed to eagerly await Mirabella’s help.
There were too many people in the world who needed her help, but she was only one person and she couldn’t save everyone.
With the compassion of a doctor, Mirabella finally said, “Send me the medical records. I’ll take a look when I have time.”
“Thank you, Professor Bell, I’ll send them to your email.’ The caller thanked her profusely for a while before saying, “I’m looking forward to your reply.”
Right after Mirabella hung up, Jack called.
“Boss, based on Dennis’s description, we’ve been investigating large households with French-style architecture from a decade ago. Through various comparisons and checks, we’ve narrowed it down to thirty-nine households. Are we going to collect hair samples from all of them?”
“What do you think?”
“What if among these thirty-nine households, one is indeed Carol’s biological family?”
Would she return to her roots?
Given Carol’s status, could she even return to her original home?Perhaps she might not even be allowed in the front door.
Like the boss, she might encounter a crazy bitchy sister after identifying her roots.
“That’s not for us to consider.’ Mirabella calmly analyzed, “We’re just helping Carol find her biological family. Whatever happens next is beyond our control. Whether she goes back to her original family or not is up to Carol.”
“Once I have results, I’ll tell you immediately.”
“Alright.”
“You sure get a lot of calls, kiddo. I might just finish this report by the time you’re done.’ Grandpa Beck chuckled, pointing at the screen as he spoke, “Look at this, the toxin is regenerating. I knew it! This morning’s experiment showed the toxin eliminated. How could it regenerate? As you suggested, something in the antidote might not suppress the toxin but instead provoke it. This could be a significant finding.”
“I suddenly remembered an old medical textbook you had me read as a child.
It mentioned an ingredient that could inhibit the growth of toxins.”
“Of course! How could I have forgotten about that?” Grandpa Beck exclaimed joyfully, “Seems like having you scribble notes as a child paid off”
Mirabella smirked, “In addition to scribbling notes, I recall a few other things.”
“Oh no, let’s not bring up the past.” Grandpa Beck feared she’d bring up old grievances. “When you were a child, you were so adorable. I couldn’t help but be fond of you. But I couldn’t just let you be. I had to be a bit stern while teaching you. You wouldn’t have improved otherwise.”
Grandpa Beck laughed slyly.
Mirabella raised an eyebrow, “Just a bit stern?”
Grandpa Beck hastily replied, “I was never like those other grumpy old men. I never physically punished you. The worst I did was make you copy medical texts or recite them upside down.”Mirabella nodded with interest, “Anything else?”
“No, no. That was it. Let’s not dig up the past. Your friend Carol’s health is more important.” Beck sounded a bit guilty.
As he turned away to continue his work, Mirabella chuckled, “Grandpa, I will always remember the kindness you and the other grandfathers showed me.”
“No, no.’ Grandpa Beck dropped his tools in surprise, quickly turning to explain, “Don’t remember the times I was stern with you. Remember the times I was kind.”
Mirabella tried to hold in a laugh, “I didn’t mean to hold a grudge.”
“That’s good. You scared me there. You were so talented as a child. We all wished you’d succeed immediately. We worried a lot about you. Now that you’re successful, you’ve attracted a lot of trouble.
You will indeed be envied by others.” Grandpa Beck couldn’t help but worry.
Mirabella knew he was referring to the Doom incident, “Don’t worry, Grandpa.
It will be over soon.”
“You’re an adult now. You make your own decisions. I know I can’t persuade you. But as long as I’m alive, I’ll do everything I can to protect you.”
Watching his back as he rambled on, Mirabella felt a surge of emotion.
Without these grandfathers teaching and guiding her, she might have been just an ordinary girl.
“I don’t need your protection anymore.” Mirabella smiled, her eyes shining with confidence, “I can protect you now: Grandpa Beck turned around, his eyes welling up with tears. He was surprised to see Mirabella being unusually mature.He wiped the corner of his eyes and turned back to his work.
“Find out where we can get that ingredient. If you find some, bring me a few.”
Mirabella was already on the phone, giving instructions.
Grandpa Beck quickly wiped away his tears and went back to his experiment.
It was late into the night.
The lights of the Reflections Villa had dimmed, no longer as stunningly opulent as before, only leaving a few dozen passage lanterns, emitting a warm yet faint glow.
The villa was eerily quiet, everyone had already retired for the night. Martha left her room, ensuring there was no one around, she took a detour and arrived at another room. Before turning the knob, she looked around cautiously.
Seeing no one was following, she quickly entered and locked the door behind her.
The man inside noticed her arrival, his voice filled with reproach, “Why are you here?”
“I’ve looked around, no one’s following me.”
Martha poured herself a glass of water. After gulping it down, she angrily crumpled the disposable cup.
“A cheap tart, thinking she’s so important’ The man’s eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, apparently extremely dissatisfied with Alma’’s actions.
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