Chapter 500

Feng Jiacheng, having been toyed around by Ning Zhao, had gotten so tired that he fell asleep in Kyle's arms. Kyle cautiously placed him on the bed and motioned for Ning Zhao and Song Ye to step outside with him. It was nearly half past four in the morning and a thin, drizzling rain had started falling outside. As the door to the room closed, Kyle turned and asked, "Mr. Fisher, now that you understand the situation, do you have an antidote for T-23?" Ning Zhao frowned, clearly troubled. "Because we weren't able to conduct tests on human subjects, all our hypotheses were purely theoretical. Now, of course, we have Jiacheng's blood sample and my colleagues and I are very interested in taking a look." As he was speaking, he began to get excited, but upon noticing the grim expressions on Kyle and Song Ye's faces, he quickly reined himself in. Kyle repressed his emotions and said, "When's the soonest it will be ready?" Ning Zhao hesitated before admitting, "I can't give an exact timeframe,