After Lily left the institute, the atmosphere in the laboratory became even more depressing. Austin was a workaholic and practically lived in the lab, conducting experiments nonstop. He tried and repeatedly failed, causing his temper to worsen by the day. The other personnel also became increasingly tense.
Austin did not understand one thing. He wondered why the experiments became tougher when they had succeeded before and restored all the past data. They had made tremendous progress, but why were they stuck here now?
The extraction process of the herbs’ medicinal effects was simple to him. It was the fusion with the fragrances that was a massive headache.
Before this, he tried to decrease the medicinal effects and increase the fragrance concentration. That could help him achieve the scent he wanted. The reduced medicinal effects were not within his consideration at all.
However, he could no longer reduce the dosage of medicinal herbs used. If he continued to reduce it, it would not have any effects anymore. Plus, the other staff could tell that something was off through his disproportionate ratio.
If Austin did not adjust the ratio, the herbs' smell would be so strong that the fragrances could do nothing to cover it up. He became increasingly anxious and irritable by the day.
‘The most vital thing here is to extract the herbs' medicinal properties and ensure that the patients can absorb it into their blood vessels! Why must we use fragrances to cover the smell? The herbs are to save their lives! If they wish to die just because they dislike the smell, let them be!’
As much as he wanted to, he did not have the guts to tell Thompson these things. After their few arguments, he understood how persistent Thompson was about this research.
He was even starting to think that Thompson’s persistence stemmed from his will to prove that his hypothesis was correct and that his plan was plausible instead of it being a plan to create something unnoticeable and lethal to other people.
A string of data appeared, proving that Austin had failed again. He was frustrated and had the urge to drop everything. He did not want to continue the experiment or prove anything. All he wanted was to leave this place and have a good rest.
With that in mind, he got to his feet. He removed his gloves, washed his hands, removed his coat, and headed for fresh air. There was someone on the balcony leaning against the railing. The person was sitting on a chair with a cigarette between their fingers.
Upon hearing the footsteps, the person turned to look at Austin. Her brow raised, and she used the same hand her cigarette was in to casually brush her hair, looking extremely seductive without trying.
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