The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 951

After Neera finished speaking, Zephyr stepped forward, his face resolute and firm. “Ms. Garcia, allow me to do it.”

Neera would rather not think about it at all, rejecting it outright. “No, your life is as valuable as any other. I have my principles. I won't recklessly use someone else's life for experimentation.”

Seeing everyone's tense expressions, she remained calm and composed. “All right, enough dilly-dallying. Let's finish the experiment as soon as possible. Venessa and Json are still waiting. Daisy, come help me with the injection.”

Daisy looked worried, instinctively glancing at Eugene.

The latter knew he couldn't stop it, so he didn't say anything more.

Seeing the situation, Daisy had no choice but to step forward and draw the medicine into the syringe.

As the needle pressed against Neera's skin, a layer of cold sweat had already formed in Daisy's hand.

Neera seemed to sense Daisy's nervousness and looked up at the latter. “Daisy, it's okay, trust me.”

Upon hearing that, Daisy took a deep breath, her heart slightly calming down. Eventually, she injected the medicine into Neera's body.

Everyone was staring intently at Neera, not even daring to breathe.

The entire laboratory was so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Jean's gaze was even more intense. Deep emotions were concealed within his profound eyes, filled with worry and heartache.

He dared not imagine the consequences if there was even the slightest issue with the serum.

At first, Neera didn't feel any reaction in her body.

However, a mere ten minutes later, she suddenly felt a chill envelop her body, a hint of surprise flashing across her face.

The shift in her expression, witnessed by all, inevitably caused them to become anxious.

Eugene asked in a hurry, “What's the matter? What are you feeling?”

Jean was even more anxious, his eyebrows knitted tightly together. He held her hand, urgently asking, “Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

“Don't worry, I'm not feeling unwell.” Neera shook her head. “On the contrary, I feel much lighter now. The medicine must be working.”

Upon hearing that, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“You scared me to death. I thought something had happened.” Daisy patted her chest, murmuring to herself.

Eugene's tense nerves eased slightly. “Let's wait and see then. The quickest we can expect is an hour. There should be a clear result by then.”

Neera nodded with a smile. Her fatigue from the past few days was instantly swept away.

“Eugene, you've worked hard, and so have all of you.” She swept her gaze over everyone's faces, her eyes filled with gratitude. “Thanks to you all's help these past few days, things aren't as precarious now. You should all take a break and get some well-deserved rest.”

Everyone laughed, unanimously assuring her that it was only right and she shouldn't worry about it.

Osbert was very sensible and took the initiative to volunteer. “Mr. Grey, you've been bustling about without a break. Allow me to escort you to the nearby lounge for some rest.”

Eugene didn't refuse. He was getting old, and it was becoming a bit hard for him to keep going like that.

Daisy actually wanted to stay to keep Neera company.

Seeing that Jean stayed by Neera's side with no intention of leaving, she felt awkward being the third wheel. Thus, she decided to excuse herself and get some rest.

The others left quickly, leaving only Jean in the end.

Neera blinked. Staring at his handsome face under the protective mask, she wished she could smooth out his furrowed eyebrows. “I'm really fine. I don't feel unwell, and I'm not experiencing any adverse reactions. You don't need to be so worried.”

Jean then said, “I won't be at ease until you're completely well.”

He supported her head, allowing her to lean on his shoulder. “You should take a break as well. I'll wake you up in an hour.”

Neera had initially wanted to say there was no need, but her face was already resting on his shoulder.

The material of the protective suit was somewhat cool, yet she felt warmth. She grinned faintly as she obediently closed her eyes.

Unexpectedly, she fell into a deep sleep after only a short while.

Jean had been watching her closely. Seeing a faint shadow under her eyes, he knew how tired she was, which pained him greatly.

He gently shifted his position while she was sound asleep to make her feel more comfortable.

During that time, he gazed at her arm, not willing to miss even the slightest change.

About an hour later, he noticed that the small red spots on Neera's fair arm seemed to be diminishing.

Moreover, the swelling in her knuckles had significantly reduced.

At that moment, before he could call out, Neera had already awoken on her own.

She rubbed her eyes, immediately checking on her condition.

“Things are really improving!” She flexed her fingers, then touched the skin on her arm, unable to contain her excitement. “This remedy really works! I told you, there's no way the medicine could be faulty!”

When she spoke, her expression was slightly proud and extraordinarily vibrant.

Jean's heart finally eased a bit, and he smiled. “Hmm, my fiancée is truly remarkable.”

“Of course.” Neera smiled, then stood up and called over Osbert and Luigi. “The medicine is fine. Administer it to the other infected individuals. However, we should still arrange for someone to monitor them at all times to prevent any unusual adverse reactions.”