From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1620

Chapter 1620: 704 Seeking Unattainable (Ending Part 10) Chapter 1620: 704 Seeking Unattainable (Ending Part 10) If he had a bit of understanding, he would know how foolish his behavior just now was.

Aubree Groove slowly got up, looking down at Tristan Wood.

“Either invest obediently, or pack up and leave.

There are only two paths, make up your mind and get in touch with me.”

Having said that, she led left with Jarrell Parker who was still in shock.

Once they were out of the private room, Jarrell Parker asked nervously, “He has the backing of the monopolistic Shine Pharmaceuticals…

what if we push him too far…

It’s all my fault.”

“Professor, don’t worry.

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The products of such maliciously-intended companies do not save lives, but rather exploit the hard-earned money of the common people.

I know the person in charge of a pharmaceutical company, so funding should not be a problem.”

Agave Rinto’s company is a biopharmaceutical company, although he hasn’t invested much energy in it.

Aubree had considered partnering with him before, and now that she had kicked Shine Pharmaceuticals out of the picture due to their conduct, the time seemed right.

After talking to Agave Rinto about the partnership over the phone, he readily agreed.

He knew it was a great opportunity, and seizing this chance would make his biopharmaceutical company stand out.

After setting a time, Aubree hung up the phone.

As she walked out of the restaurant, she instantly spotted Anton Cook leaning against the car window.

Upon seeing her, Anton Cook lowered the brim of his hat and walked over quickly.

“How did your conversation go?”

“We should take Professor Parker home first.”

Jarrell Parker was already very familiar with Anton Cook who often drove Aubree around.

He considered the young man very reliable.

“Aubree, you have to be more careful about your personal safety lately.

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I don’t think Tristan Wood is easy to deal with, I’m afraid he might cause you trouble.”

Behind the wheel, Anton Cook’s brow lightly furrowed, his fingers involuntarily tightened on the steering wheel.

“I will be careful.”

The clinical trials were determined to be conducted at State Medical College.

With Peter Aria, the dean, everything was progressing very smoothly.

One day in September, Aubree met with the first patient participating in the drug trial, which had yielded amazing results.

The patient was a young girl who was also a medical student.

She had been diagnosed with terminal cancer but chose to participate in the experiment to contribute to medical progress despite expecting certain death.

Who could have imagined that she would regain her zest for life because of this trial?

“Rosy Linggo, this is Ms.

Aubree.

Didn’t you say you wanted to meet her?”

Rosy Linggo started to kneel down to perform a kowtow to Aubree, but was immediately stopped by her.

“You saved my life.

I can’t repay you for this.

I will study hard from now, like you, and save more patients.”

Aubree smiled and replied: “You are still young.

You will have many more opportunities in the future.

I’m sure you will achieve them.”

Rosy Linggo looked up at Aubree admiringly, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

The girl in front of her appeared to be several years younger than herself.

It was as if…

Aubree did not have much time left.

As Aubree visited each ward, she saw the groaning of the sick, the exhausted families, year after year of tragedies played out, filled with countless separations and reunions.

Aubree wished nothing more than to reduce the sufferings and pains in this earthly world.

She suddenly stopped, her brow furrowed.

The assistant to the dean who was beside her immediately asked in worry, “Are you unwell somewhere?”

This young lady was the dean’s precious daughter.

If she fell ill, the dean would be heartbroken.

The girl’s face had a sickly pallor, her brows lightly furrowed, a heartbreaking sadness in her expression.

She smiled, “I’m sorry, I need to go to the restroom.”

After saying that, she quickly headed into the restroom nearby.

Aubree knelt in front of the toilet, a gush of blood was spat out, instantly staining the toilet bowl red.

Her body was like a candle flickering in the wind.

Even the Great Master couldn’t save her now.

She was squatting on the floor, back resting against the door, staring into space, lost in thought.

Then she slowly raised her hand, catching a ray of sunlight that jumped in.

The ringtone of the mobile phone shattered the stillness, but Aubree remained motionless, letting the phone ring on.

On the third ring, Aubree answered the call.

From the cell phone came the somewhat anxious voice of Anton Cook: “Are you busy?

Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

There was a long silence, only a very light, very faint sound of breathing could be heard.

“Anton Cook, I twisted my ankle, can you come and pick me up?”

Half an hour later, Anton Cook carried Aubree out of the inpatient department.

Peter Aria, who had rushed over after just leaving a meeting, looked worried, “How did you twist your ankle?

Did you see an orthopedic specialist?

I’ll call the head of orthopedics right away…

”

Aubree grabbed his hand that was about to make a call, leaning against Anton Cook’s back, she smiled and said, “Do you want to use your status to get preferential treatment for your daughter?

I won’t take the blame for that.”

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