The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 415

Willa Doyle spoke slowly while Julian Shaw’s expression became increasingly more surprised.

Had Willa not brought this up, who could have known that such a story would lay hidden behind the Errol Virus?

"In the beginning, it was not tested on the real human body, so not much improvement could be made on the medication. However, my teacher and I performed multiple tests on infected people in the past year. At the beginning of the experiment, the medication's effect was very unstable and it even worsened some people's condition. Fortunately, my teacher was very experienced so he was capable of salvaging the situation every time. So far, the effect of the medication is already leaning toward stability. It can b e used for clinical trials safely.” Willa spoke in a professional tone. "Generally, it's better to treat the viral infection as soon as possible. Even though your wife still has two more years left before the flare-up, the longer we wait, the further the invasion of the Errol Virus will spread. If we begin treating her now, w e will ensure that her recovery rate is much higher than it will be two years later. I can only say that you have a good cousin. As soon as the medication's effect stabilized, he insisted on dragging me to Canada so that I can save Susan."

Julian could not help taking a glance at Joseph Shaw upon hearing Willa's remarks.

Joseph raised an eyebrow. "Don’t read too much into i t. I'm only here in Canada coincidentally because I have some matters to attend to. Plus, Susan had to suffer because of me back then, so this is considered my way of compensating her."

Joseph was silent for a moment before he said solemnly, "Thank you so much."

Joseph was rarely thanked by anyone, so there was an uncomfortable expression on his face. Soon, he rubbed his nose and behaved as if he had never heard that.

Just as expected, a person like him would be more at ease when committing evil crimes.

"Can I take a portion of the cure and the grass?" asked Julian.

Even though he believed a large portion of what he had been told, this matter was related to Susan’s life s o it was not extreme that he would take precautions.

Willa immediately chuckled. "Sure. However, this is m y forewarning. Even though you have the medication with you, administering it, using it on time, and measuring the quantity of the medication will still require a great deal of attention too. Other than my teacher and I, no one else is capable of controlling that process. Thus, it's best if you do not administer the medication on your own." "Noted," answered Julian in all apparent seriousness."

Joseph, Ms. Doyle, I shall contact you again later.”

Julian raised an eyebrow. "I'm going to go back now. There is still a multitude of affairs I have to manage in Africa. You can communicate with Ms. Doyle directly about everything else."

"This is my contact number. I look forward to your call." Willa picked up a pen and wrote down a phone number before passing it to Julian.

"Alright." Julian put the phone number away meticulously and then took the medication and the red grass before leaving in a rush.

Willa stood in front of the window and watched as Julian's car drove away swiftly. The corners of her lips cracked into a deep smile.

Who would have thought that there would come a day when Susan's life would be in her hands?

'Susan, we are going to meet again really soon. I'm certainly going to treat you well this time."

Julian headed to the virus research center right away with the items in his hands.

He handed over the two items to the specialists in the research center for research purposes.

There was no telling how long it would take for the research findings to come out. Julian wanted to know the answer eagerly in his heart.

He made the decision to stay back in the research center and then called Susan Shelby and told her that he had official business to attend to urgently and would probably not return home.

It was common for Julian to go on business trips. Susan did not think too much about that. She just smiled and acknowledged it.

"Julian is not coming back?" Madam Shaw could not help asking upon hearing that.

“Hmm... He's out on a business trip,” answered Susan.

Madam Shaw's expression immediately turned regretful and she muttered to herself, "Julian is too busy. When will I get to hold a grandson?"

Madam Shaw's mutter could have been heard by anyone clearly. The corners of Susan's lips twitched once before she acted as if she had not heard it.

She had a nuclear warhead-like deterrent, as Oliver Wright was with her now. Other than complaining, there was nothing else that Madam Shaw could do.