Chapter 167

"Never in a million years did I expect to see these in my lifetime."

"Grandpa used to have so many things, but you were so silly, how could you give them to the Gregory family?"

"Did they match?"

"Fortunately, the Gregory family didn't know the value."

Lorraine now thinks back and wonders if her grandfather intentionally set up the situation.

Knowing that the Gregory family was not knowledgeable about the value, the item eventually ended up back in the hands of their granddaughter.

Don't say that the Gregory family didn't study medicine, even if they did, they wouldn't be able to recognize this thing.

Apart from the bronze wine cup, everything else just looked like ordinary weeds.

The miracle drug has long since dried up and become a specimen, but Lorraine doesn't think it will affect its effectiveness.

She carefully put it away and then got into bed to prepare for sleep.

Dawson: Did you sleep?

Lorraine: Is there something wrong?

Dawson: So you're denying it once you pull up your pants, huh?

Lorraine: ...

Lorraine: Dawson, what nonsense are you talking about?

Dawson: I was just making a metaphor, meaning that you burn your bridges and kill the donkey that grinds the mill. I just delivered the things to you, and now you have this attitude.

Lorraine: Are you looking for trouble? Is my attitude not normal?

Dawson: I had nothing to talk to you about, so don't worry. I just remembered that there was something I hadn't told you.

Lorraine: What?

Dawson: I had someone investigate that nanny, the one at Baron's house.

Lorraine: What did you find?

Dawson: The nanny turned out to be a distant relative of Annabelle, supposedly arranged by Annabelle's mother, and it seems she was also her cousin.

Lorraine: Ah?

She was also shocked. Since they were related, why would they treat Jenna like that?

Dawson: Were you also surprised?

Lorraine: Indeed.

Dawson: I thought that woman was suspicious, so I had someone continue investigating. Either way, Jenna is a part of our Mercer family, and I wouldn't let her get hurt.

Lorraine: What if one day you completely broke ties with Baron's family?

Dawson: Let's talk about it later then.

Lorraine: Hmm.

Dawson: When did you move back?

Lorraine: After winter break, I worked part-time.

Dawson: Where did you work, at what place?

Lorraine: What did you want to do?

Dawson: Why don't you go and take a look when you have time? What do you want me to do? What can I do?

Dawson was in a very happy mood tonight, so he spoke a lot more than usual.

Lorraine: No need, don't disturb me while I was working.

Dawson: You really had no conscience.

Lorraine: It's good to know.

Lorraine didn't want to say more, and Dawson didn't respond either.

But he still couldn't fall asleep. He closed his eyes and carefully recalled that kiss.

Oh my goodness, the more I think about it, the sweeter it becomes. It's that kind of sweet feeling in my heart.

That woman actually kissed her own mouth.

It was shocking for the whole year.

So, Dawson continued to find his buddies to show off.

Dawson: Did you sleep?

Ryan: Why sleep? What time is it? Of course, I was partying at the nightclub. Are you coming or not?

Dawson: I asked you a question.

Ryan: Ask.

Dawson: What does it feel like to kiss a woman?

Ryan: Oh my god, are you serious? Dawson, can you please stop making fun of me? You, a married person, coming to ask me, an unmarried person, do you think it's appropriate?

Dawson: I was discussing technical matters with you, why are you panicking?

Ryan: Technical discussion...

This guy felt that Dawson was not right tonight.

Dawson: So, if, let's say, you were kissed by a woman, how would that feel?

Ryan: Isn't this something we had every day?

Ryan used to hang out in nightclubs every day, and he would occasionally approach those beautiful women and kiss them, without rejecting anyone.

It's not that he was unfaithful, he mainly just enjoyed this kind of atmosphere.

Even Natasha couldn't be bothered to get jealous, she just let it go.

Dawson: Hurry up and speak.

Ryan: At that moment, I really couldn't remember? I didn't feel anything?

Dawson: How is it possible to not feel anything, to have no taste?

Ryan: What flavor?

Dawson: For example... sweet, sour, whatnot.

Ryan: No, I didn't feel any sourness or sweetness, it's not like I was eating an apple.

Ryan: Why are you asking this? Who kissed you?

Dawson: No, I was just curious.

Ryan: Curious my ass, if you want to experience it, just hold your wife and give her a kiss, then you'll know.

Ryan realized that Dawson was not good with women.

Whether married or not, he didn't like these women in nightclubs.

Dawson never came back, but the more Lorraine wanted to kiss him, the more satisfied he became.

In the end, Dawson fell asleep with a hint of sweetness, and the night was also extremely peaceful.

Some people slept well, while others did not sleep well.

Over at the Ellerker Medicine Group, they were in a state of panic.

Jaden flew to the base overnight to check.

The solution provided by the research and development team, which he ordered, was indeed given, but he was still unsatisfied after reviewing it.

With the new product launch approaching, everyone was very nervous.

And at this moment, in a laboratory at Amber Medical University.

Several senior students were also working overtime, it was Haylie's team.

Haylie hung the title of team captain because of her father's position as the principal.

In fact, she didn't know anything at all, she couldn't even understand the Treatise on Cold Damage.

But unfortunately, there was a good father.

"You came out, I had something to tell you."

During the break when the other teammates went out to have supper, a male classmate wearing glasses called Haylie aside.

"What happened?"

"I... may have developed it."

"What was developed?" Haylie was still confused about what she had heard.

"The Ellerker Medicine Group needed a new alternative product that could replace the medication OL12."

"What?" Haylie widened her eyes, incredulous.

"Noel Dare, you did a great job. You truly deserve to be the top student."

Haylie excitedly grabbed her male classmate's arm, thinking how awesome she would be if she could help Jaden get through this difficult situation.

"Don't get excited first, listen to me."

"Okay, go ahead."

"This new product, temporarily named N96, could replace OL12 and be synthesized into traditional medicine along with other drugs."

"But, there were no clinical trials now."

"I didn't know what the side effects of this thing were."

"OL12, the Ellerker Medicine Group hasn't conducted any clinical trials for nine months, right? They only did it temporarily because there were no abnormalities," Haylie said.

"Yes, but this is not OL12 after all, it is something with similar ingredients."

"So, I don't know if this thing can be useful. I think as an experimental product, there must be no problem, the efficacy of the medicine is unquestionable. But as a new product that will be produced in large quantities soon, I feel it's not feasible, there is a risk."

"So, what do you mean?" Haylie's smile faded.

"What I meant is, you go and tell Mr. Ellerker that this product could only be used as a prototype. They should continue with the research and conduct clinical trials. It cannot be directly tested."

"Okay, I understood."

Haylie couldn't wait and immediately called Jaden.

It might have been an urgent desire to gain Jaden's recognition and attention.

She still distorted the original intention of this classmate.

"What's the matter?" Jaden answered the phone.

"Jaden, my team, under my leadership, developed a medication that can replace OL12. I have examined the finished product and there are no issues."

"Really?" Jaden's voice was slightly excited.

"Yes, if you are in Amber City, you can bring people over immediately to inspect the goods."

"Okay, I just landed, I will go over immediately."

The company's matters were urgent, and Jaden did not dare to waste a moment.

Haylie turned around and walked in, looking at her male classmate, "Noel."

"Hmm?"

Jaden and his team were coming to inspect the goods, and you were supposed to say, "This product was developed by me."

The male classmate remained silent for a few seconds and nodded.

"You would also say that there were no side effects and it could be put into production immediately."

"No way, Haylie. What are you thinking? I said, this could be very risky and requires further clinical trials," the boy's voice was somewhat hoarse.