Chapter 1902: 545: The Light She Hides_2
“Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother.” Nathaniel Besian tried to sit up in the bed.
Egor imdiately went up to support him, “Junior Brother, don’t get up, just lie down.”
Seeing him coughing vehently, Ansel picked up a cup of water and handed it to Nathaniel Besian, “Take a sip of water.”
“Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother.” Nathaniel Besian took the water cup.
Although drinking water didn’t relieve the cough, it still moistened the throat.
Ansel then asked: “Junior Brother, how are you feeling now?”
Nathaniel Besian said: “Much better.”
Actually, not at all.
He just didn’t want to worry his senior brothers.
The mutated Ebola virus was ferocious, and his organs were slowly being eroded, which felt very uncomfortable.
It felt like even breathing for one more second was torture.
After speaking, Nathaniel Besian seed to have thought of sothing, looking towards his two senior brothers, then asked, “What about Master?”
He hadn’t seen Master for two days.
It felt sowhat abnormal.
Viola Thompson had explained, she couldn’t tell anyone about her situation.
Especially since Nathaniel Besian was a patient.
Egor tried to keep his tone light, so as not to let Nathaniel Besian detect any flaws, and continued, “Master is working with fifth, sixth, and seventh junior brothers on developing the cure.”
At this mont, Viola Thompson was indeed with the three junior brothers researching the cure, so Egor was not exactly lying.
Nathaniel Besian did not think much of it, and continued, “This virus is very peculiar, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, you and Master must be careful with protection.”
Both nodded, “We know.”
Ansel continued to pour a bowl of herbal dicine from the thermos, “Junior Brother, drink today’s dicine first.”
The herbal dicine was bitter, but it could cure both the symptoms and root causes.
Therefore, before going to the laboratory, Viola Thompson specially formulated a set of herbal dicine treatnts for Nathaniel Besian.
Nathaniel Besian finished the large bowl of herbal dicine in one breath, without even frowning.
After all, he was soone who had dealt with herbal dicine for many years, naturally different from ordinary people.
Egor asked with a smile, “Junior Brother, do you feel any improvent in your body after drinking these dicines?”
Nathaniel Besian continued, “I don’t feel much yet, but breathing seems to have beco a lot smoother.”
His senior brothers needed feedback to proceed with experints, so Nathaniel Besian had to truthfully report his condition.
Egor nodded.
Viola Thompson’s three disciples ca out from the laboratory.
The three of them were talking as they walked.
Seeing the three coming out, Egor imdiately asked, “How is Master doing now?”
The fifth junior brother said: “Master is doing pretty well at the mont, just that the heartbeat is a bit faster than before getting infected.”
Ansel said: “Tonight, I’ll go with the third senior brother, you guys take care of the junior brother, and rember not to slip up in your speech.”
Egor wanted to say sothing but caught sight of Terrence Lentz heading this way and imdiately called out, “Mr. Lentz.”
Hearing this address, the several junior brothers imdiately understood.
Master had explained.
They must not let Mr. Lentz know about her condition.
Terrence Lentz was walking over, “Egor, when will your experints end?”
Egor looked at Terrence Lentz, “Didn’t Master tell you?”
“She said it could be as short as a week, or as long as half a month.” Terrence Lentz’s tone was low, “I just want to know, what stage has your experint progressed to?”
Egor smiled, “Mr. Lentz, don’t worry, it’s only been eight hours so far. So far, everything is going smoothly.”
Terrence Lentz squinted his eyes, staring at Egor, “Tell honestly, is your master hiding sothing from ?”
He didn’t know why.
Terrence Lentz always felt uneasy.
This feeling was very unpleasant.
He was eager to know Viola Thompson’s current situation.
Facing Terrence Lentz like this, Egor was sowhat flustered, but rembering the Master’s instructions, he had to calm himself.
No matter what, he couldn’t ss up Master’s expectations of him.
Egor then said, “Mr. Lentz, look at what you’re saying, what could we possibly hide from you?”
Terrence Lentz’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, “Really nothing?”
“Really nothing.”
Egor added, “Mr. Lentz, don’t think too much, just wait peacefully for Master to co out of the laboratory.”
The seventh disciple, Brayden, was very astute and seeing the situation, imdiately said, “Third Senior Brother, we haven’t completed the task Master gave us, let’s go! Don’t waste ti!”
Who is Mr. Lentz?
If they continued like this, they would definitely let Terrence Lentz discover sothing.
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