Mira unscrewed the thermos and examined the contents closely. Although the water at the top was crystal clear, there was a layer of fine powder settled at the bottom. At a glance, it looked just like hard water buildup.
But Mira had filled it with purified water. Where would mineral buildup come from?
She pulled out the Pharm-Scan Mini her mentor had given her, poured a sample inside, and ran the analysis.
The results popped up on the screen: the water was laced not only with Warfarin but also with Aspirin.
Both were potent blood thinners. Taking them together could trigger internal hemorrhaging or even a brain bleed.
More chillingly, Mira was currently on her period. If she had ingested that lethal cocktail, she would have suffered massive hemorrhaging right in the middle of her exam!
Not only would her midterms be ruined, but the orchestrator would undoubtedly start a vicious rumor claiming she was having a miscarriage.
If she were an ordinary student, people might gossip for a few days and move on. No one would waste the energy to orchestrate a smear campaign.
But Mira was a public figure riding a wave of fame. The slightest scandal would instantly rocket to the top of the trending charts, broadcasting to the entire nation.
With someone actively manipulating the narrative in the shadows, they could invent a dozen filthy variations of the story.
The general public wouldn't care about the truth; gossiping was human nature.
Even if she immediately debunked the rumors, presented irrefutable evidence, and brought the culprit to justice, her enemies would simply claim she was using her wealth to cover up the truth.
Because the people who despised her thrived on chaos.
They never believed the truth; they only fed on the poison.
It was a sickeningly vicious plot, almost impossible to defend against.
She silently thanked her mentor for the relentless pharmacological training over the past year. It had saved her life more than once.
Wait—did Leah know she was on her period? Was that why she struck today?
Figuring that out wouldn't have been hard. They shared the same dorm and bathroom. Tracking someone's cycle was easy.
But where did Leah get the drugs? And how convenient that she had both specifically targeted medications on hand.
Mira guessed someone else was pulling the strings.

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