Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 175

Calista was oblivious to everything. After being held and cleaned up by someone, he was placed onto a plush, soft bed.

By the time she woke up, Kallum had already had his stomach pumped, looking extremely pale. Seeing this, Calista immediately furrowed her brows.

“What happened?” Calista tried to recall, but she couldn't remember anything. Could it have been the alcohol?

Seeing that she seemed to have forgotten, Kallum felt a twinge of regret. However, he still said, “It appears I can't drink alcohol now. It makes me feel uncomfortable.”

Calista was skeptical. She helped Kallum onto the bed, then turned to Quintus and the others nearby. “Is it really just because of the alcohol?”

Quintus wouldn't dare to tell the truth. Under Calista's piercing gaze, he dryly said, “It's due to the alcohol. After Mr. Kallum fell ill, his body became somewhat peculiar. Old Mr. Yancey just mentioned that Mr. Kallum is not allowed to drink alcohol in the future.”

Only then did Calista believe, regretting that she hadn't stopped him.

She then asked someone to keep an eye on Kallum while she went off to the research lab. Calista felt it was necessary to discuss the issue with others. A person who could hold their liquor becoming allergic to alcohol due to K Virus?

At Fairchild Manor's annex, beneath the two-story building, a secret research lab had been established. Over the past year, Calista's intellectual prowess had won over the respect and admiration of the older experts. Hence, they were rather cordial toward her.

“Is Mr. Kallum all right now?” Bowen Haught asked as he approached. Approaching his sixties, he was the oldest and most experienced among them, excluding Shaun. His demeanor was quite amiable.

Calista gave a nod. “Old Mr. Yancey and the others handled it. I had a bit of a drink earlier and took a nap.”

Seemingly embarrassed about the mishap caused by drinking, Calista didn't elaborate further. They discussed why Kallum suddenly developed an alcohol allergy, and then the conversation shifted toward the progress of conquering the virus.

Aside from Calista, the sole female expert remarked, “Ms. Stafford, our research direction has been correct. Over the past year, we have made some progress using your blood. However, we seem to have reached a bottleneck now. Without a live test subject, our future research will become very challenging.”

A sudden look of fear crossed Wayne's face when he saw her resolute attitude. “So, you're really going? Fine, you can go! I'm staying right here!”

Gradually, Calista's expression turned frosty. “Only Professor Haught and Old Mr. Yancey are allowed to stay,” she said. She didn't trust anyone else.

Sweeping her gaze over the crowd, each with their own unique expression, Calista slightly raised her voice to add, “Don't forget that you've signed the liability waiver forms! The Fairchild family paid a hefty sum for your services, not so you could hide behind the lines! Just imagine, if we succeed, your worth would increase a hundredfold! You'd be basking in glory! The Fairchild family will also do everything in their power to ensure your safety. Even on the off chance something happens, your family will be taken care of for life. What exactly are you afraid of?”

Upon hearing that Bowen could stay, Wayne was immediately upset. His thin face was taut, his eyes full of resentment. “Why can he stay and I can't? We all signed the agreement to come here! Aren't you being too biased? We could also conquer the virus while being within the country. It's just a matter of time!”

Several people gave approving looks. Despite the slow progress at the moment, they were confident that in a few years, or perhaps a decade or so, they would certainly overcome it. Why should we take any risks?

“Well, we're running out of time,” Calista said calmly. “You may have already guessed that I used a unique method to prolong Kallum's life. However, even with his robust physique, he won't withstand the daily torment of K Virus, and I can't let him die.”