Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1922

Chapter 1922 Can We Go Home Now

After Cecelia returned, Luther and Joyce left together, with Aaron in charge of driving. There was no need for secrecy now, so Luther had Orik and Dr. Jocelyn move into the group's largest biotech laboratory, located in a skyscraper in the city center. The entire building was dedicated to developing the most advanced technology for the group.

Security was tight here, with layers of control starting at the entrance on the ground floor. Luther took Joyce to Dr. Orik's exclusive laboratory using a special elevator. Upon entering, they found Dr. Jocelyn resting at her desk. She looked exhausted, with sunken eyes indicating she hadn't had a proper rest in days. Dr. Orik also had dark circles under his eyes, clearly having worked tirelessly for many days.

Seeing Luther and Joyce, Dr. Orik hurried forward, "Mr. Warner, you're here. I'll wake her up right away."

"Wait," Joyce interjected. "Dr. Jocelyn looks very tired. Let her rest for a while. You can tell us whatever you need to."

Seeing their dedication to developing an antidote for Luther, she was moved, and also deeply admired the dedication of the researchers.

Orik glanced back at his wife and nodded. Finally, from a low-temperature control box, he opened three layers of glass doors to take out a small bottle.

"What's this?" Joyce asked, leaning in with curiosity.

At that moment, a slightly hoarse female voice sounded, the voice of someone who had just woken up. It was Dr. Jocelyn, joyfully speaking, "This is the first antidote developed by my husband and me."

The commotion earlier had already woken her up; as a researcher, explaining her findings was more important to her than resting.

Joyce's face lit up, a warm smile spreading across her lips, "The first antidote?"

Happiness came too fast, and she could hardly believe it.

Luther enclosed Joyce in his arms at this moment, "I promised you that I would be fine. Look, we have the most advanced biotech research team in the world. What more could you worry about?"

Joyce tightly held Luther's wrist, "That's great, you know? I've been so worried about you."

Luther held her even tighter, asking, "The first antidote, does it mean we need several more in the future?"

"Yes. That's right. Here's the situation, let me explain," Dr. Jocelyn began, "Last time, Mr. Warner brought in the antidote powder, which was left by the original poison maker. After our research, we concluded that this antidote is unstable and cannot completely cure the poison. However, the powder did lead our research in a new direction. Based on the components of the antidote, we redefined our direction. We then sought the help of Dr. Jacobs and, in Mufron, used a more advanced laboratory to narrow down the biological groups of the poison. In short, we've narrowed down the range, although we haven't specifically located the detailed biological code. Based on this range, we have developed the first antidote. Next, Mr. Warner, please take this antidote."

With that, Jocelyn handed the bottle to Luther.

Joyce quickly took it and carefully held the black antidote pill in her hand. It looked particularly conspicuous.

At this moment, Dr. Orik personally poured a glass of water for Luther and handed it to him. Luther took the glass, and Joyce fed him the pill. As he held the pill in his mouth, he lightly bit Joyce's finger and deliberately smiled, implying something, as if reminding her of their previous kiss. Intense and lingering.

Joyce was momentarily stunned, then her cheeks reddened. He seemed to be in a really good mood, teasing her in public. How shameless!

She gave him a reproachful look, "Swallow it quickly."

Luther stopped teasing her, swallowed the pill with water, then set the glass aside.