"What stage has the experiment reached?"
Xu Boyan asked Xiaoxie, who was editing a document on his computer.
He was heartbroken for Lu Qingyi but felt completely helpless.
"If all goes well, we could have results by this evening, or tomorrow morning at the latest," Xiaoxie said, looking up at Xu Boyan.
The antidote was almost developed, but the efficacy was still an unknown quantity.
They had no idea if it would have side effects, or if it would even work...
There were still numerous issues to be addressed, and the burden on Lu Qingyi was immense.
"Mm."
Boyan acknowledged, then left to handle the tasks Lu Qingyi had tasked him with.
It was a simple matter, not difficult to manage.
Lu Jiayue sat in the classroom, her mind seething with rage. Her hand gripping the pen so hard that the veins stood out clearly against her skin.
Lu Qingyi, Lu Qingyi, Lu Qingyi...
She repeated the name over and over in her mind.
"Professor, may we interrupt for a moment?"
