Chapter 1651 Microorganisms

Chapter 1651 Microorganisms

Luther drove all the way to the secret laboratory located in the suburbs,

a Biochemical Institute under the jurisdiction of the R&S Group. It was

publicly claimed to be a place for cultivating microorganisms, such as

beer yeast and the like. It's worth noting that the R&S Group controlled

nearly 80% of the national alcohol production and sales.

In reality, this laboratory had a special function. Some undisclosed

special experiments were conducted here in secret. This time, Luther

invited the Donald team, and the insiders believed that his purpose was

to develop new alcoholic beverage products.

After arriving, Luther met with the team leaders, Orik Hubbard and

Jocelyn Parsons. They were a married couple, both highly

knowledgeable geniuses engaged in research in the field of

biomedicine technology.

Orik smiled and approached, respectfully saying, "Mr. Warner, Dr.

Jacobs has already briefed me on your situation. Your blood reports

and various examination reports show no signs of any problems. If you

don't mind, I would like to draw some blood from you for microbial

cultivation to see what the issue might be."

Luther nodded and pointed to the other astute and capable woman,

asking, "Is this your wife, Mrs. Jocelyn?"

Jocelyn extended her hand and said, "Yes, that's me. Rest assured, we

will do our best to fulfill Dr. Jacobs’ instructions. In a few days, Dr.

Jacobs will also come personally. Mr. Warner, are your recent

symptoms still ongoing?"

Luther subconsciously touched his ear, "My ears have been

inexplicably bleeding, it has happened three times."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt heat in his ear. He quickly took out a

napkin from his suit pocket and plugged his ear. Indeed, after a

moment, the napkin was soaked in fresh blood. Fortunately, the

bleeding wasn't too severe.

Orik and Jocelyn witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and they

exchanged a glance, shaking their heads at each other.

"Mr. Warner, in all our years of work, we have never encountered such

a situation. But based on intuition, I feel it is related to some unknown

microorganism,” Orik said with a serious expression. "Please come this

way for blood extraction.”

Luther nodded and followed Jocelyn into the laboratory. Before entering

the sterile laboratory, they needed to put on isolation suits and undergo

thorough disinfection. Luther changed his clothes, completed the

disinfection process, and entered the laboratory.

Jocelyn inserted the needle into his elbow, and the thick blood flowed

through the tube. "I'm sorry, Mr. Warner. We may need as much blood

as possible. We will collect as much of your blood as your body can

tolerate. Microorganisms have a wide distribution range, and it's not

easy to capture them. We have to search extensively to have a chance

of finding them," Orik explained.

Luther took a deep breath. If too much blood was drawn, it would

undoubtedly affect his complexion. How could he hide it from Joyce?

He pondered, considering coming up with a temporary business trip

excuse. He would find a place to rest for a couple of days until his

vitality recovered before appearing in front of her again.

After the blood draw, when Luther stood up, he felt a wave of dizziness.

He shook his head, forcing himself to regain his composure.

"How is it? Is it serious?" Jocelyn asked. “If you don't feel well, it's best

to go to the hospital and get some blood-enriching medication. Take a

few more days to rest and pay attention to your diet."

Luther shook his head, "I'm fine."

Orik said, "Leave the rest to us. We will do our utmost to find the cause

of your illness." In truth, even though he said that, he didn't have much

confidence. Searching for microorganisms in the bloodstream was like

finding a needle in a haystack.

Luther nodded slightly and then left the secret laboratory. Aaron had

been waiting outside the whole time. When he saw Luther come out

with a pale face, he was puzzled. "Mr. Warner, what happened to you?

You were fine when you went in."

"Take me to the hotel to rest. Remember, don't tell anyone about what

happened today, including Joyce," Luther instructed. "Also, tell

everyone that I'm going on a temporary business trip to Clarenworth

and will be back the day after tomorrow.”

Aaron didn't understand, "Why can't Mrs. Warner know? Mr. Warner,

between you and Mrs. Warner, you've been through life and death, and

your relationship has already improved, hasn't it?" Although it was

presumptuous to ask such a question, he couldn't help himself.

Luther supported his forehead. "I don't want to worry her. She's been

through enough these years. Don't worry, I'll figure out a solution.”

Aaronnodded, "Understood, Mr. Warner."

He stepped on the gas and started the car, taking Luther to the hotel to

rest. Along the way, Luther received a call from Joyce. He pressed the

answer button and joked, "You missed me as soon as I left?"

On the other end of the phone, Joyce was perceptive. "What's wrong?

Your voice sounds weak."

"How is that possible? You must have misheard,” Luther cleared his

throat and raised his voice. “I was busy for a while and didn't have time

to eat. I was just about to go eat. Is there something you need?"

"No, I just wanted to ask about our schedule for going to Mufron. I have

some unexpected matters to deal with here. I want to move Iris’ grave

back as soon as possible. Can we go to Mufron earlier?" Joyce asked.

"Of course, the timing is up to you. When do you want to go?" Luther

asked.

"The day after tomorrow, is that okay?" Joyce asked.

“That's fine. I'll arrange it and apply for a private plane route from the

airline. We'll depart the day after tomorrow. I've already taken care of all

the other details, including the arrangements in Mufron. Should we tell

Andres about this? Take him with us?" Luther had been hesitating

these past few days. He couldn't hide Alisha's situation from Anderson

any longer. Sooner or later, he would find out.

Now, Anderson should be able to accept this terrible news.

Joyce seemed to think for a moment and hesitated, "Okay, I'll talk to

him tonight. We'll take him to Mufron.”

“I have to make a sudden trip to Clarenworth. I'll be back early the day

after tomorrow, and then we can leave together,” Luther suddenly said.

"A business trip? Going to Clarenworth at this time?" Joyce was

momentarily surprised, then said, "Well, it's okay."

Luther spoke softly, “I'm sorry for the suddenness. It's an important

matter that I have to deal with. Don't worry, I've already prepared

everything, so you don't need to worry about anything."

"Got it, go and take care of your business."

After that, Joyce hung up the phone.

Luther put away his phone and closed his eyes, resting in the car.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he opened his eyes and

instructed Aaron, "Contact Lin Feng now and have him come over. I've

had too much blood drawn. Ask him to prepare some blood-enriching

potions for me. Also, make sure my meals are nutritious. I need to

recover my strength as soon as possible.”

“Understood,” Aaron responded.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, where Luther's face was pale, and

his voice was much weaker than usual. The worry in his heart grew,

sensing that something was wrong.