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Walter was ecstatic and ran to the elevator while Queenie followed closely behind. As soon as she entered the elevator, she

frowned.

The moment the elevator reached the fourth floor, Queenie ran out while clutching her stomach.

Nash took a sip of his tea slowly and muttered, “The laxative works quite quickly.”

“Huh?” Brian thought he had been talking to him.

Nash shook his head. “It’s nothing. We should go.”

Brian smiled and replied, “You haven’t received your consultation fee.”

“You’re right. Let’s wait a little more, then.”

“Grandmaster, were those really parasitic bugs?”

“Probably, but I’m not sure what kind they are.”

Nash studied holistic medicine and knew little of parasitic bugs. He would not have used surgery to remove those parasitic bugs otherwise.

“Can’t we find out what they are using medical equipment?” Brian asked again.

“There are many types of parasitic bugs. There are regular parasitic bugs and abnormal parasitic bugs. The abnormal kinds have special abilities!”

Nash looked at the tray that had been placed on the other side of the coffee table. He tapped his fingers lightly on the coffee table, and an invisible forc pulled the tray over.

Brian was dumbfounded when he saw this, but he quickly suppressed the shock he felt.

They looked into the tray, only to realize that two of the white bugs had disappeared.

Brian’s expression shifted. “Where are they?”

Nash picked up a teaspoon and poked the clotted blood. It had transformed into thick blood at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, white bugs were appearing from the blood.

Brian was once again shocked. “What’s going on here?”

“This is probably an abnormal type of parasitic bug. They have incredible camouflaging ability and can fuse themselves with blood. The reason why Mrs. Watson was unconscious was that these bugs secrete a large amount of anesthetic toxin, which anesthetized all the cells in her body.”

Nash narrowed his eyes suddenly after he said that and murmured, “Is this the Longhorn?”

His master had talked about this parasitic bug once before.

The Longhorn were either male or female, but both reproduced continuously. They fed on bacteria and fungi, which ensured that they would never die in the host body. They also put their host into a deep, eternal sleep while keeping them alive.

The Longhorn was obviously not used to harm people as it could help one achieve immortality in a way. However, this kind of immortality was no different than death.

Mrs. Watson was not terminally ill, so why did the perpetrator put her into an eternal sleep?

Just when Nash was puzzled over this, Walter walked out of the elevator, his expression radiant. “Dr. Calcraft, my wife’s woken up. You’re unparalleled in the field of medicine. I have nothing but admiration for you.”

Nash smiled. “How is the madam doing?”

Now that the madam was awake, it meant that all the parasitic bugs had been removed from her body.

Walter answered with a smile, “She’s still a little weak. It may take a while for her to fully recuperate.”

He took out a check from his pocket as he said that and continued, “This is the hundred million dollars for your consultation

fees.”

Nash accepted the check unceremoniously and stuffed it into his pocket. “Thank you, Mr. Watson.”

Walter laughed. “It’s what you deserve, Dr. Calcraft.”

Nash looked down at the parasitic bugs in the tray and said, “These bugs have very high research value. I wonder if you’ll give them to me as a gift.”

Walter’s expression darkened. “These bugs left my wife unconscious for three years. I must destroy them.”

Saying that, he gave his housekeeper the order. “Take these bugs and burn them. Don’t let a single one live.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.