Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 730

Chapter 730 to find out what you should do.

“All…?”Mr. Drake was taken aback, still processing what she had said.

At this time, Asher, who had been riding on his shoulders, was struggling to get off, and Mr. Drake slowly bent down and sat down on the chair next to him. Silvia carried the child down, and saw Mr. Drake slouching in his chair. Obviously tired.

“You’re too old to be playing like that!” Silvia couldn’t help but comment.

“I’m tougher than you think,” He pushed forward to stretch but when he did, he screamed in pain.

“Still keep fooling yourself!”Silvia, however, drew Asher back and walked into the house.

“Hey, where are you going? You’re going to leave me out here like this?” His voice immediately attracted the servant, “What’s the matter, Mr. Drake?”

“Don’t bother, just go!” Mr. Drake waved his hand impatiently.

He changed his words and said, unable to suppress the pain in his back. “Go get my medicated oil!”

As soon as the servant responded, he saw that Silvia had already left and returned, holding the bottle of medicated oil in his hand.

“Hey, my good student still understands me!”

“Aren’t you a tough cookie?”Silvia gave him a sidelong glance before opening the medicated oil and rubbing it on his waist.

“Hey, hey… Take your time! “Taking a breath, the old man shook his head, “Isn’t everything you just said too coincidental?”

“Nothing.” She pondered it carefully after being interrupted and walking back and forth like this,

and wondered if she was being overly sensitive. “I may have done my own research on this, so I’m

more sensitive to these things. It just so happens to be related, so they are all linked. Perhaps there

is no connection at all, and everything is just a coincidence “She added some medicinal oil and

continued to rub it on his back.

Mr. Drake looked up and asked, “Wait, wait, what are you talking about? Can you explain?”

He sat up straight, cross-legged on the chair, and looked at her intently, which was unusual.

Closing the cap of the medicinal oil bottle, Silvia sighed and said, “I mean, are there any links between the laboratory experiments, my friend’s unexplainable poisoning, and the South Asian plague?”

Mr. Drake fell silent.

He crossed his legs and placed his hands on his knees, but his brows were knotted and he fell into

serious thought.

A few minutes later, he said “Are you sure those two situations are connected?”

Silvia nodded.

“What appears to be unimportant on the surface may not be so. What appears to be important Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

should be taken seriously,” Mr. Drake responded.

“What are you trying to say?” Silvia asked.

“I want to ask, why did you suddenly think that these things might be related? Is there anything that

makes you think they’re connected?”

Mr. Drake’s seemingly illogical and unreasonable words suddenly made sense.

“The lab research.. Why do they want to fuse violently toxic herbs into spices, so that people can

inhale them silently and unconsciously?”Silvia began to think and analyze.

“Concerning the plague in South Asia, I’ve heard that the disease is airborne. I couldn’t find the transmission chain’s origin.”

“As for Alaia…” she paused before continuing, “It doesn’t seem to have anything to do with these two things, but her long-term chronic illness was also caused by inhaling poison without her knowledge. Hers isn’t gone. Traces can still be found of it that seemed to be herbal..”

Mr. Drake nodded and listened intently. He then asked, “So what they all have in common is that people are poisoned without even realizing it?”

“Yes!”Silvia realized as she clapped his thigh.

That’s why she felt that it was too much of a coincidence. These things, one by one, seem to be

unrelated, but they are inextricably linked.

“So, where do you think the problem is coming from?”Mr. Drake then asked.

There was no hesitation this time, and Silvia’s was certain.

“That girl you’re helping… She has been poisoned for many years, according to your words, and

that time should have been earlier in that laboratory.”

“Yes. That is, if Alaia’s matter is counted as its source, it can only be described as very unformed, and the most preliminary research or experiment, the beginning of the laboratory, is the beginning

of a real scale.”

Silvia had always been skeptical of laboratory research, but she had no idea what they were going to do this time. At first, she thought it was a very good idea, a perfect fusion of Chinese and Western medicine, and a big leap forward in the treatment of alleviating patients’ pain.

Later, Silvia realized it wasn’t as simple as she had imagined, so she began to doubt the motive, but she only wondered if her work was to hurt instead of help.

Now that Silvia connected so many people, she realized that perhaps what they’re looking for is “everyone” rather than “who”!

If the South Asian plague is linked to the laboratory experiment, it will harm all humanity and there will be no escape. Then who is behind this experiment?

“Then go do what you should do,” Mr. Drake said, slightly nodding and looking at her with relief

and concern.

After all of this, it is evident how hazardous this incident is, but she also knew her lover’s character, not to mention the fact that this incident affects herself, her friends, and Simon Palmer, but it is not involved in the original incident. She can’t seem to let it go.

It’s great if you don’t understand anything, but she does; she has a major share of the credit for the success of the laboratory experiment, and if the products of this laboratory one day affect the entire globe, she bears an unavoidable duty.

“Then I’ll get to it,” Silvia said, nodding, “Asher, let’s go home.”