Dr. Clinton but breathing tightly, “Mr. Gustin, no thing, that tree has been alive, ready to collect flowers …”
“Dr. Clinton.” Enrico interrupted coldly as he sat at his large desk, one eye emotionally indistinguishable from the other, “I’ll give you one last chance to think about it.”
As he said that, Dr. Clinton stood there his entire body panicked, his back stiffened and a cold sweat broke out frequently.
“After lying twice successfully in front of me on the strength of your little cleverness, do you really think that I, Enrico, am something you can fool?”
Enrico said, and did not do anything, just turned the glass bottle in his hand, said, “Jaden, help him think.”
“… Yes, boos.”
Jaden frowned at that and turned his head to Dr. Clinton, signaling him to tell the truth with a frantic look while going to draw the pistol at his waist.
Seeing this, Dr. Clinton hung his head, “It’s Miss, Miss called me and said that she had to seal the medicine last night in order to protect the few medicines that were available, and that she was afraid that such a small action would arouse your suspicion, so she’d have you bring the medicine in.”
“Go on.” Enrico had little change of mood.
“The lady said that if Assistant Jaden had brought it in, then you must not have been suspicious, and that if you had brought it in yourself, then you were, and asked me to be sure to tell you that the tree at Wind Island had come to life.”
Dr. Clinton could only tell the whole truth.
Hopefully Paige wouldn’t blame him.
Enrico’s spinning of the glass vial gave a lurch, his eyes growing deeper, “So, the tree didn’t survive.”
“No no.” Dr. Clinton busily said, “It’s just that it’s in a half-dead state now, it’s hard to say if it will live or not, Miss is not wanting to give Mr. Gustin a psychological burden for you.”
“How much medication is currently available?” Enrico asked to the point.
Dr. Clinton said with some regret, “Actually, we are no longer able to do the subsequent research now because there are not enough materials, but according to the Book of Jedi, all of the medicines that have been made so far put together can be enough for you alone.”
“Only enough for one person?” Enrico hadn’t said anything yet, but Jaden was startled, his brow furrowing.
“It’s enough for one person.” Dr. Clinton leaned in close to Jaden and said in a lowered voice, “The fact that this medicine can cure Mr. Gustin is a great joy, and as for the Davis family, Mr. Gustin’s relationship with them isn’t that good, so don’t be shocked, Jaden, and make it seem like it’s very serious, and I’m going to be out of luck again later on. ”
To know retrospectively, also not he cut down Wind Island’s tree, now the medicine can only pile up one person’s share, really can’t blame him.
“Who told you it was THE Davis family side.” Jaden frowned.
The Davis family didn’t need to be pushed around, but there was a young master with gray pupils in the house!
That pupil is too characteristic of the Davis family, the young master is also born with AS schizophrenia gene gene, if there is only one person’s portion of the medicine, then in the future the young master in case of the onset of …
Thinking this way, Jaden looked at Enrico somewhat nervously.
Enrico sat there, his eyes unfathomable.
One person s portion of medicine.
When the island’s trees were half dead and the flowers and fruits didn’t grow, it was the same as cutting off the supply of raw materials to continue the research, not to mention making a medicine for a second person.
Enrico suddenly understood why Paige had tried to say in the beginning that she would wait for her return from Wind Island and stop by the border to have some fun, but when she really came back, she never said that again.
Even continued to hide Gabriel’s presence.
So it turns out.
She really did love him, so much so that she didn’t want him to have any mental burden at all, just wanted him to go along with the only one person’s supply of the medicine.
Enrico looked down at the glass bottle in his hand, thinking of that cautious look on Paige’s face as she sealed it up last night, and hooked his lips, but didn’t smile.
After a moment of reflection.
Enrico stood up from his desk, lifted his legs and headed out the door.
Jaden and Dr. Clinton flew out of the way.
Enrico walked to the doorway and stopped with one foot, the toe of his leather shoe resting against the seal line by the door, he looked down at the ground, the bottom of his eyes dark and unknown, and after a moment asked extremely coldly, “With the current technology, how many years can this medicine be preserved at most?”
“Preserve?” Dr. Clinton was stunned, “If it’s to be sealed, through technological means, sealing it for a couple of hundred years won’t be a problem.”
It’s nothing difficult, but why seal it?
Didn’t Mr. Gustin need the drug urgently?
A couple hundred years.
Enrico listened to the figure with little reaction, only a hushed warning, “Don’t go in front of Paige and snitch on anything again, I’ve spared you once or twice, I won’t spare you a third time.”
“Yes.” Dr. Clinton bowed his head sheepishly.
Enrico lifted his foot to leave.
This time, he didn’t linger.
…
As dusk approached, the entire estate was splashed with a splash of oil and splendor.
Paige didn’t get to go out and enjoy a glimpse of the dusk, instead leaning on the couch and sitting on the carpet, one hand on her face, silently watching Gabriel perform.
“Mommy, I don’t want an early morning class.”
“Mommy, I have a headache from class.”
“Olivia does, he does, why do you do too?”
“You don’t love me anymore, do you not love me anymore?”
Gabriel was sprawled out on the polished floor to the side, pouting like a little caterpillar, scooting forward a little, back a little, and every now and then turning clockwise again, his mouth shattering all the while.
Paige had gone from coaxing in the morning to just being whatever he wanted.
It was strange to say the least, a few minutes in an early morning class was too long and tiring for him, but for that reason, protesting and dry-howling all day long was not too tiring for him.
“Why do I have to work so hard for a little kid?”
“Didn’t you say it was fine as long as Gabriel was happy? You’re not a good mommy to me anymore, woo-hoo.”
“Gabriel is so miserable, Gabriel is so miserable.”
“I told you to get a career, you put me in early childhood classes.”
“…”
Paige propped her face up to look at him, she’d been hearing these repetitive words all day.
She handed his thermos of water over, “Talking dry mouth yet, drink some?”
“No, I’m too upset.” Gabriel didn’t care and started to turn counterclockwise.
“Gabriel, I won’t let you learn how hard it is, just know simple numbers and say what color you see.”
Saves Olivia from fretting there every day, suspecting he’s color blind.
“You just don’t love me anymore, thanks to me spending all my year-end money to come to you.”
The little guy beamed and started turning clockwise again, glowing cleanly where he turned.
“You say your language system is so developed that you can follow whatever word passes your ears, wouldn’t it be nice for you to branch out a little from that ability and recognize two numbers?” Paige advised again.
Unlike Olivia, she didn’t think she had to raise Gabriel to be a gifted child, but a little enlightenment was really necessary.
Besides, Enrico’s side was trying to teach horsemanship and skiing, so with Gabriel’s nature, how could he stand learning all day long.
She thought, even if he learns the basics a little bit, she can also maneuver with Enrico’s side to dispel Enrico’s elite training route.