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The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 792
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Chapter 792 Bruce calmed down and said, Trust the doctor and receive the treatment. You must be able to get through it.” “I hope so,” Aria replied sadly.

“That's it, then. I'll hang up first.” “Okay.” After hanging up, Bruce frowned at Darcy and asked, “Darcy, where's the goods?” “In the refrigerator car!” “It's not damaged, is it? Show me.” “Mr. Everett, don’t worry!” Darcy said as he drove Bruce to a villa in the suburbs.

The house was kind of remote and surrounded by greenery. Outsiders could not see the situation in the courtyard at all.

“Mr. Everett, we're here.” Darcy personally opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz.

Bruce got out of the car.

A freezer car was parked in the garage of the villa.

“Open the compartment.” “Okay.” Darcy took out the key and opened the freezer compartment.

As the door opened, a bone-chilling coldness assaulted his face.

The RA-3 virus was stored in an airtight refrigerated honey jar, which was wrapped around with a cooling membrane.

“You did a great job, Darcy.” Bruce praised sincerely.

Darcy was indeed his most capable and trusted subordinate.

Every time he was given a mission, he would successfully complete it.

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This really made Bruce feel much more worry-free.

Darcy frowned and asked in confusion, “Mr. Everett, what exactly is inside? Why did you go to such great lengths to transport this thing from Antlen back to Greyport?” Bruce heard his question but did not give any answer. He just opened the cooling membrane.

He wanted to see how powerful the RA-3 virus was that required the organization to give out missions in person.

When he opened the wrapper, there was only a transparent glass honey jar inside.

He could see the blue liquid flowing inside.

Bruce took a closer look and subconsciously reached out to touch the jar.

Unexpectedly, the moment his fingers touched it, he immediately felt as if he had been scorched.

“Hiss-" Bruce quickly retracted his hand.

Seeing this, Darcy asked with concern, “Mr. Everett, what's wrong?” “I'm fine. Maybe...” Bruce said with a solemn look.

He seemed to have been scorched by a lighter just This was clearly a refrigerated can. It should be cold to the touch.

But when he touched it, why did it feel like it was burning? Bruce did not dare to touch it again. He quickly covered it with the cooling membrane again.

“Close the door.” “Okay.” Darcy closed the car door.

Twenty minutes later, an unfamiliar number came in.

Bruce thought that it was someone from the research institute and answered the call without hesitation.

“Hello, who's that?” A thick male voice came from the other end of the phone. “Mr. Everett, welcome to Sootheration.”/ “Oh, hello.” “Hello. We're from the secret research institute. Ms. Bridges called us just now and asked us to contact you.” “Oh, I got it.” “I heard tha you're transporting the RA-3 virus back to Greyport. Is that true?” “It's true. The thing is with me. Hurry up and send someone to take it away!” “Oh, okay. Please send us an address.” Half an hour later, the personnel from the research institute rushed over.

Two researchers were overjoyed after checking the virus. “Oh my god, this is the third-generation biochemical virus? This sample will be a huge leap for our research progress.” “Mr. Everett, you're amazing...

Bruce was not interested in listening to this. Right now, he only wanted to ensure a smooth transfer of the virus.

Then, he would end this matter as soon as possible.

“Hurry up and take it away.” “Mr. Everett, thank you very much. For the research industry...” Bruce interrupted the researcher. “No need to thank me. This is my duty.” “Then we'll take it with us.” “Yeah. Take it away.” After the researchers left, Bruce suddenly felt a little flustered and dizzy. He almost fell to the ground.

Darcy hurriedly helped him up. “Mr. Everett, what's wrong?” “It's nothing. Maybe... | haven't recovered from the gunshot.” Bruce shook his head and felt “Then you should take a rest!” “Okay, okay.” After saying that, Bruce walked straight into the house.

In just a short while, he suddenly felt strangely tired and light-headed.

This had never happened before.

very tired.

Back in the house, Bruce didn’t have time to return to the bedroom and lay down on the sofa.

“Mr. Everett, are you not feeling well? What about going to the hospital?” “There’s no need for that. Maybe my cold hasn't recovered yet. I'll rest for a while.” After saying that, Bruce closed his eyes.

This feeling was like a severe cold.

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He felt weak all over and had no strength at all.

“Shall | get you some cold medicine?” “Yes, yes, sure...” At this moment, Joanna called.

Bruce answered the call torpidly. “Hello, Joann!” “Bruce, are you in Sootheration?” “Yes, we're already here...” “What are you doing now?” “...I've just returned to my residence.” He actually felt a little strained when opening his mouth.

Joanna could tell that something was wrong with him. She worriedly asked, “What's wrong? Why is your voice so hoarse?” “No, I'm fine. Maybe | still have a cold!” “Is that so? Then hurry up and go to the hospital to take a look. Don’t make it worse.” “It's alright, don’t worry. | might be fine after sleeping for a while...” After Bruce finished speaking, he no longer had the strength to say anything else..

“Hey, Bruce, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?” Joanna asked a few more questions.

Unfortunately, there was no reply from the other end of the phone.

Joanna panicked and hung up the phone. She then made a video call.

The phone rang for a long time.

“What's going on? Why isn’t he answering his phone again?” She was torn with anxiety.

Darcy came over with the cold medicine.

However, he found that Bruce was already unconscious. The phone was ringing non-stop, but there was no response.

“Mr. Everett, Mr. Everett, how do you feel?” Bruce had collapsed unconscious on the couch.

Darcy shook him. He no longer felt anything.

“Mr. Everett, Mr. Everett, what's wrong with you? “I'll take you to the hospital now! Hold on!” Darcy immediately called another bodyguard to carry Bruce to the car.

The two of them did not dare to delay for a second and sent Bruce to the hospital as quickly as possible.