Read Chapter 288 Help Me Scrub My Back with many climactic and unique details. The series Her Rebirth of Retribution is one of the top-selling novels by Clara Westwood. Chapter content Chapter 288 Help Me Scrub My Back - The heroine seems to fall into the abyss of despair, heartache, and empty-handed. But unexpectedly, a big event occurred. So what was that event? Read Her Rebirth of Retribution Chapter 288 Help Me Scrub My Back for more details.
In no time, Calista's body went taut. Following that, her body convulsed violently, and she passed out.
“Callie?” Kallum anxiously reached out to feel her breath. Upon realizing she was still breathing, he felt a sense of relief. However, his relief was short-lived as rage quickly consumed him. Grinding his teeth, he fiercely questioned those present.
“Is there no other way? Must you do this to her to conquer the virus? Then, what use are you lot to me?”
“Mr. Kallum, this is an unavoidable situation... The outcome of any endeavor requires inevitable sacrifices...” Bowen answered with a hint of helplessness.
“Must she be the sacrifice? Is everyone else dead?”
Kallum's anger blazed so intensely that it could set the entire laboratory on fire. He glared at everyone present and enunciated, “Are you all helpless without her? Just because you're not the ones in pain, you remain indifferent and even take a mile while you've been given a minute?”
Everyone looked embarrassed. Kallum was right in that when it came to conquering the K virus, all of their combined efforts couldn't match Calista's usefulness. It was indeed quite shameful.
“Enough... Stop... berating them...”
At some point, Calista had opened her eyes. Surprisingly, she seemed rather spirited, and the pain didn't seem as intense anymore.
“Note that the combination of KA2 and SQ3 has a pronounced effect... I could feel the virus receding significantly in an instant. There also weren't any adverse reactions...”
She spoke intermittently, pausing every now and then. By the time she finished, the sky had turned completely dark.
“All right, that's enough for today. Let's take a break first.”
After Calista had finished speaking, everyone present visibly relaxed, for tormenting her in front of the overprotective man was more terrifying than facing the gallows.
Seeing that Kallum's gaze was still as intimidating, Calista shook her head.
“If you keep this up, I'm going to have to blacklist you from the laboratory.”
“So you can then suffer where I can't see?” Kallum raised an eyebrow, looking at her in clear disapproval. But catching a glimpse of her pale face, his heart softened instantly. He scooped her up and carried her back.
After he had fed her, he gently placed the weak woman into the warm bathtub, which was already filled with medicinal solution. The comfort it provided made Calista breathe a sigh of relief.
To put a positive spin on things, her life then was significantly better than her previous one.
In her previous life, she was a test subject, devoid of human rights and given no rest. Those lunatics had no concern for her pain, continuously conducting experiments on her relentlessly. It was only when she could no longer bear it and was on the brink of death that they allowed her a brief moment to catch her breath.
However, it wasn't as if he truly couldn't look as he was the one who undressed her.
After scrubbing her back, Kallum hesitated, wondering if he should attend to other areas. She seems to be asleep, so I'll just...
“Could you help me wipe my front?”
A somewhat cold voice laced with a hint of amusement abruptly rang out, causing him to blush slightly. He glared at Calista fiercely. How wicked of her! She knows all too well that I can't resist her, yet she always teases me subtly!
Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around Kallum's neck. Like a water nymph, Calista rose from the pitch-black medicinal solution, leaving patches of brown stains on Kallum's white shirt. She chuckled softly.
“Actually, you're endurance is far greater than I'd thought... It's been so many days. There's really no reaction at all on your part?”
Kallum's Adam's apple bobbed. But a thought seemingly occurred to him, and he firmly removed her hands and placed them into the medicinal solution.
“Cut it out!”
“I didn't do anything.” Calista giggled. She submerged herself in the water to dispel the cold and suddenly looked at him with an innocent yet mischievous expression.
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