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Chapter 578
Stephen was there mainly because of the research paper incident before.
Though Tobey Kitsch, the deputy director, had since been fired for his duplicity and Irene was also caught in the subsequent fallout, Stephen was still hoping that they could continue using the research data to
develop a fully artificial heart for the sake of the country.
Dennis Turner, the director, naturally agreed with the idea.
At the same time, he blamed himself for not seeing Tobey's true colors until it was too late, leaving a huge mess in his wake.
After their discussion, Dennis was escorting Stephen out when he noticed Irene in the lobby.
Knowing Irene's health, Stephen hurried to her and asked in concern, "What are you doing here? You should be resting at home."
Irene sighed feebly. "I'm in trouble."
"What is it? Do you need my help?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIrene smiled begrudgingly. As a matter of fact, I do."
"Alright, shoot—I’ll help you as best as I can within my power," Stephen said.
He still felt like he owed her, and his offer was therefore sincere.
"I have a dog carrying an unknown virus," Irene explained. "I need research equipment and personnel-urgently."
Stephen had never seen her being so antsy before, but said, "It's no big deal, w
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Turning to Dennis, he said, "She's the doctor who got the research data for us. She was captured and confined because we leaked the data, and she would not be here if Isaac
Jefferson-her husband-was not well- connected and was ruthless in his methods."
"Really?!" Dennis was at once surprised and impressed, and he shook Irene's hand enthusiastically. "So you're the one-1 must apologize for our oversight in allowing such a
leak, causing you so much pain. Truly, you and your husbands have hearts of gold. The forum would never have been held in our country if he did not push for it... Also, your
problems are our research center's problems too. All you need is just say the word."
Irene studied with Dennis for a while. Deciding that he was no rotten apple, she said, "Thank you."
"Oh, you really don't have to thank US. We owe you too much for that," Dennis insisted.
Nearby, the receptionist watched as everything unfolded.
Not only was Irene a returnee from Mead Clinic, but she was married to Isaac Jefferson, too?!
"I'm so sorry!" she apologized profusely. "So you really are from Mead Clinic!"
Irene glanced at her, but did not press the issue-right now, she must find out about the virus that the dog carried, and had the chauffeur bring the dog in.
"Try to keep your distance," she told them. "I'm not sure if the virus is infectious."
As they headed to the labs, Irene's phone rang.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was Sheryl, calling to tell her that Tommy had caught a fever now.
Irene felt a gripping pain over her heart, but she did her best to stay calm. "I know."
"When are you coming back?" Sheryl was beside herself with worry, as the rash and now the fever made things look very dangerous.
"Soon."
Hanging up, she caught Stephen's wrist firmly as she said, "You need to help me, Dr. Carr."
Stephen could tell that this was serious-lrene would not be this somber otherwise.
"I'll do my best," he assured her.
"Find out the virus the dog carries."
'Just leave it to US," Dennis told her.
"I'll be staying here too," Stephen added. "We'll call you once we have something."
Irene nodded in gratitude and left the research center to hurry home, urging the chauffeur to floor the gas pedal along the way.
When she reached home, she had just stepped through the front door when she heard Sheryl snapping, "Who do you think you are, Debbie? What right do you have to tell US to move out of this apartment?!"