The next day, the laboratory.
Shen Yanhe held a notebook in her hand, her gaze firmly fixed on the experimental white mouse that had been treated with CO2 agent, swiftly recording every reaction of the mouse after the administration of the CO2 agent.
After finishing the record, Shen Yanhe glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.
Noon, twelve o'clock.
Feng Jiao should be arriving in the country soon.
She took off the disposable medical gloves she was wearing and picked up the hand sanitizer beside her to clean her hands.
Just after washing her hands, the ringtone of the mobile phone on the table beside her sounded.
Shen Yanhe narrowed her eyes slightly at it; it was a call from Hang Mushan.
The call was answered.
Before she could speak, Hang Mushan's voice came through, filled with excitement, "My heavens! Boss, you are truly amazing!"
"Fu Xiao really did encounter danger! If I had not arranged for someone to be near him beforehand, he would have died last night!"
