Supreme Pharmacist System

Thinking of this, South African virus experts suddenly felt cold all over.

Two other biological virus experts also understood.

Of course Viak understood, but saving lives is the most important thing now, so he couldn't wait to ask, "Can it be cured?"

The South African expert sighed and said: "This kind of toxin targeting cells is very difficult to deal with... so far there is no specific drug."

His subtext is: wait to die!

Wiak is not a fool, so he naturally understood what it meant.

Slumped on the chair, he murmured: "It's over, it's over..."

He took out a cigarette from his trousers pocket and lit it. With the curling smoke, Viaker saw his beautiful wife in designer clothes slamming the door and leaving, and his handsome son who went to a noble school was kicked out.

And because he couldn't pay the expensive mortgage, he had to move out of the villa where he lives now...

It is not a big deal to fall from the high elite class to the ordinary class.

If his boss was really killed by homicide, as the boss's personal assistant, he would definitely be taken away for investigation, and the stakeholders behind the scenes would kill him to prevent him from saying anything?

Thinking of this, Viak couldn't help sinking...

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, Zhou Wen coughed twice, and the quiet air in the consultation room was instantly broken.

Viak looked up at him blankly.

Zhou Wen: "Mr. Wiak, don't be too busy to despair, let's go and see the specific situation first!"

"Ah... that's right." Viak immediately stood up when he heard the words. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he must not give up.

The crowd left the consultation room in a mighty manner, and the corridor outside the emergency room was full of people, many of whom gathered around Viak to ask about the situation.

"Everyone give way..."

"Let's just... don't squeeze here."

Inside the emergency room,

A group of doctors are watching Anthony Christopher.

Zhou Wen came to the bed and took a look. As he expected, Anthony Christopher was indeed poisoned by the cytotoxin, and he felt a little excitement in his heart.

Without using the Eye of True Sight, he diagnosed a rare disease by virtue of his personal ability.

But unfortunately, as the South African expert said, with modern medical technology, this cytotoxin cannot be deciphered for the time being.

Viaker pinned all his hopes on Zhou Wen at this time, and asked, "How about Dr. Zhou, did my boss suffer from the cytotoxin you mentioned?"

Zhou Wen nodded and said, "Yes!"

Viaker's heart was ashamed, but he still said just in case: "Doctor Zhou, please save my boss... as long as you can cure my boss, you can give me as much money as you want."

"It's not about the money... I'll do my best."

Viaker was already mentally prepared for Zhou Wen to say "I'm sorry, I can't do anything", but he never expected that he would actually say "Do my best".

Do your best...meaning, there is still hope for a cure?

After realizing what Zhou Wen meant, Viaker became very excited, "Please, Doctor Zhou, please save my boss no matter what."

Zhou Wen nodded, and ordered the doctor to inject Anthony Christopher with the drug of biological antitoxin... The so-called "biological antitoxin" is a specific antibody that has a neutralizing effect on biological toxins.

In this way, he can persist for another ten hours.

Immediately, a blood sample from Anthony Christopher was taken for testing.

In fact, there was a "biological antidote" in Zhou Wen's inventory, as long as he injected it, he could remove the cytotoxin.

However, this approach has certain sequelae.

So he wanted to see if he could detoxify the cells by himself.

...

While Zhou Wen was busy doing experiments, Anthony Christopher's huge private medical team arrived in Botswana.

As a super rich man worth tens of billions of dollars, Anthony Christopher's private medical team is naturally top international experts, all composed of scientists and medical school professors.

After hearing that Anthony Christopher was infected with the Cytotoxin of the White-headed Flycatcher, he immediately carried out a special test. They carried the toxin samples of the White-headed Flycatcher.

The result is naturally self-evident, Anthony Christopher's is indeed a relatively rare bald-headed flycatcher cytotoxin.

Faced with such a situation, the experts in the private medical team are helpless.

In the independent conference room, Dr. Steven, the team leader, said humanely to Anthony Christopher's personal manager, security guard manager, first assistant and staff, including his new wife: "I want to tell you an important thing, Anthony is Poisoned."

"how so?"

"Damn it, which bastard did it?"

"Viak, you followed the boss, didn't you notice it at all..."

Everyone was arguing fiercely.

"Okay, stop arguing!" The private manager Fred spoke to stop the quarrel, and then said: "The most urgent thing now is to cure the boss's illness, and during this period, we must not let the person who poisoned him have another chance." You can ride."

After a pause, Fred followed, "From now on, Wiak, you are not allowed to leave this room for half a step, do you understand?"

"I..." Wiaker knew that as the boss's personal assistant, he was also the most suspected person. Although his mouth was very bitter, he still nodded and said, "I see."

Fred followed: "I'm sorry Miss Morgan, you also need to stay here until the boss recovers."

Wiping away tears, Julianna Morgan said: "I...I know."

"in addition……"

"Wait a minute," said Wiaker, as Fred was about to leave after making arrangements to play.

"What's the matter?" Fred asked.

"I brought in a bioviral expert from China who diagnosed the cytotoxin in the boss..." Wiaker said.

Wiak explained, and said, "That Dr. Zhou is the greatest hope now... Please, Manager Fred, don't neglect him."

Fred nodded. "I know what to do."

Although knowing that the hope is slim, the experts of Anthony Christopher's private medical team are still racking their brains to find a solution.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Everyone is anxious.

The longer the delay, the greater the damage to Anthony.

Although the biological antitoxin can prolong Anthony's life, the cytotoxin is still eroding and damaging his nervous system, so even if he is revived, the person may also be disabled.

Today is October 16th, Botswana local time is nine o'clock in the evening.

When the time came to five o'clock the next morning, Anthony's private medical expert team was still helpless.

Fred, the private chief executive, was in a state of desperation at this time.

The company's shareholders, executives, partners, friends, celebrities from all walks of life in Eastern Europe, as well as an ex-wife and their dozens of children, etc., these countless people are calling to inquire about Anthony Christopher's physical condition.

Fred knew that these people didn't really care about Anthony Christopher's safety, they were just worried that their own interests would be harmed.

Anthony Christopher was in the prime of his life and had not made a will before. Once he died, there would be a battle for inheritance.

After hanging up the phone call of a group boss again, Fred frowned deeply.

He has been thinking about a question, who wants to kill his boss?

Juliana Morgan?

If Anthony dies unexpectedly, she will undoubtedly become the biggest winner, at least inheriting assets of more than 5 billion US dollars.

But the problem is that Juliana Morgan is just a small model, even if she has the heart, she doesn't have the ability... because according to experts, there are very few people who can extract this kind of cytotoxin, and there must be a powerful person behind it The team will do.

unless……

Just as Fred frowned and pondered, a voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Mr. Fred, there is a Dr. Zhou who wants to ask you something."

"Okay, I know!"

Hearing that it was the doctor Viaker had mentioned, Fred didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately walked and trotted to the emergency room.

This side has been cleared, and no one is allowed to approach without his order.

Including the experts of the medical expert team, they also need to be followed by special personnel when entering and leaving.

Meanwhile, Zhou Wen and one of his assistants were standing at the door of the emergency room.

Fred came to Zhou Wen and said respectfully, "Hello, Doctor Zhou, what can I do for you?"

Zhou Wen raised his right hand as a gesture, and said with a smile: "After a night of research, I deciphered the cytotoxin of the white-headed forest flycatcher. This is the anti-toxin serum."

"What?" Fred turned pale when he heard the words, "Really...really?"

Zhou Wen smiled and said: "Of course it is true! As for whether to inject or not, you decide for yourself."

"Okay...Of course...that...please come with me." Fred was incoherent with excitement.

Fred hurriedly took Zhou Wen into the emergency room.

Anthony Christopher was lying quietly on the bed. His trachea had been cut open, and his face was like wax paper. If it wasn't for the vital sign monitor still beating, he would have thought he was dead at first glance.

Dr. Steven, the team leader, and several other experts are also in the emergency room at this time.

After Fred explained the situation, Dr. Steven was shocked: "How is this possible? It is impossible for the cytotoxin to be deciphered... let alone in such a short period of time."

After Dr. Steven finished speaking, he remembered one thing. Zhou Wen seemed to be the one who determined that Anthony had been infected with the cytotoxin of the bald-headed forest pheasant, and he concluded after only a few glances at the test sheet.

He doesn't know about others, anyway, if it were him, he wouldn't be able to do this.

Dr. Steven knew that a person with this level is definitely not someone who is unknown.

Just as Dr. Steven was thinking about who Zhou Wen was, Zhou Wen shook the anti-venom serum reagent in his hand and said, "Is it right? I'll know soon."

After a pause, Zhou Wen reminded: "There is not much time left for Mr. Anthony, are you sure you want to continue arguing here?"

Fred gritted his teeth and said, "Doctor Zhou, please give Mr. Anthony the injection."

Zhou Wen nodded, and stepped forward to inject the anti-cytotoxic serum reagent into Anthony's body.

Dr. Steven was watching.

Although he felt that he should test the toxicity of the serum to see if there were any side effects, he didn't say anything.

At this time of "competing with death for time", life is more important than side effects.

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