A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Norma! How did this child get a fever while under your care?” Torsten questioned in a displeased tone while turning around with furrowed brows.

Hearing that the child was unwell, Norma immediately put her phone down and reached for his forehead.

He does have a fever, a pretty high one at that.

Yet, she glanced at the boy. “Is he intellectually challenged? Why is he still sitting here and playing when he’s got such a high fever? He never even cried,” she commented with a frown.

The professor‘s face clouded over as he heard that.

Intellectually challenged? The kid’s just fine! I ran tests on him myself He’s healthy and will be the perfect experimental subject, but I’m going to get skewed results if I conduct the experiments on him now.

“He’s perfectly normal,” Torsten huffed. “Quick, go get some medication that will lower his fever.”

The child’s fever was so high that there were no other suitable methods to reduce his body temperature. Moreover, since they didn’t have any medication for children here, they would have to buy some at a pharmacy.

Norma looked visibly upset.

dare he talk to me

not

indignation, the woman did as told. Nothing else could be done, given that they were the only

the pharmacy and giving the boy his medication, she turned to Torsten and suggested, “There’s only the two of us here. We can’t manage everything on our own. How about

doctors?” The man frowned. “That won’t do.

we cope when we bring

I can conduct the experiments,

way. Besides, not every kid is as quiet and obedient as this one here. We don’t just need more doctors. We need young doctors who have the energy to deal with children. An old lady like me just isn’t fit for

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supposed to be top-secret. What if

not even Turlen’s lawyers will be