Chapter 1641 Maybe It Will Be of Help
From the hospital, Byron rushed to the research institute again.
After the researchers examined Rosalie's body in the morning, they went back to the research institute to continue
the research on the antidote under the leadership of Linda.
Now that they finally had an idea of what happened to Rosalie, Byron naturally had to go check on them again.
When he arrived at the institute, a group of researchers was still doing experiments in the laboratory area.
Only Linda was sitting in the office, occasionally glancing in the direction of Rosalie’s workstation, her eyes full of
worry.
She wondered how Dr. Jacobs was doing right now...
Just when she was at the height of her worry, there was a sudden movement at the door.
Linda came back to her senses, got up, and looked over.
She saw Byron standing in the doorway with a tightly locked frown.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen he saw her look over, he said, "Call everyone that was present this morning, I have something to say."
Linda quickly responded since it was something related to Rosalie's condition; she immediately moved to call
everyone over.
"I would like to ask everyone something. What sort of herb can render a person unconscious if it was burned and
inhaled once it reaches a certain concentration?"
Byron asked the crowd with a stony face.
Most of the doctors in the hospital only studied modern medicine and had little contact with herbal medicine.
On the contrary, the researchers in the institute studied herbs and faced them all day long.
They could probably name more relevant herbs than the specialists in the hospital.
Hearing Byron's words, the crowd was initially stunned.
Someone cautiously asked, "Is Dr. Jacobs the one who inhaled herb smoke? Is that why she’s like this now?"
Byron nodded.
Hearing this news, the crowd was all astonished, then they speculated about it.
They finally came up with four or five possible herbs.
To determine the exact one, however, a more detailed examination of Rosalie was needed, and a certain amount of
blood had to be taken and the ingredients identified.
The people looked at the fearsome Byron in front of them; no one dared to speak first.
"Is there a problem?" Byron saw that they found it difficult to speak and asked them coldly.
The crowd was again apprehensive.
Finally, someone stepped forward. "We...want to draw Dr. Jacob's blood to identify if there are some components.
Would you agree to this, Mr.
Lawrence?"
Byron's eyebrows twisted slightly.
The crowd was alarmed and hurriedly lowered their heads.
After a long time, they heard Byron say in a deep voice. "As long as you can make a proper diagnosis, you have my
permission. Just let me know how much you need, I'll have the hospital people draw blood and send it over now."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThere was more laboratory equipment in the institute than in the hospital.
The researchers agreed to the demands.
Byron went back to his office and called Mary to explain the situation.
The researchers, meanwhile, were in the conference room, continuing to discuss which one of the herbs was the
most likely.
Linda, not knowing exactly what had occurred, followed Byron to the office.
When Byron finished his call, he heard a knock at the door.
Linda stood respectfully at the door and carefully said, "Mr. Lawrence, I have an idea about Dr. Jacob's condition."
Byron wrinkled his eyebrows. ’Tell me."
Linda said, "As far as I know, Dr. Graham's research in herbal medicine is the most excellent in our institute.
Perhaps he can help with Dr. Jacob's condition."
Previously, when Yves was abroad, Linda had heard Quentin praising his research on herbal medicine several
times.
After she made the suggestion, Byron did not answer for a long time. Linda was feeling apprehensive again.