Omnipotent Mrs. Finn

Chapter 188 Insatiable

"Dr. Moore, just the experimental data is not enough, hand over all the No.1 experimental medicine

potions in your institute." The leader looked in his early thirties, with a large belly and a pair of gold-

rimmed glasses said, when he heard Dr. Moore's words, pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on the

bridge of his nose.

"Oh, you still want the potion? Then I'm really sorry, the potion is not owned by our institute and cannot

be given to you." Dr. Moore sneered and refused outright.

"It doesn't matter if you reject me, but what I represent is the country, do you want to reject the country?

Do you want to be a traitor to your country?" The man grunted and looked coldly at Dr. Moore.

Dr. Moore's face was calm at his words and he was not angered by this, "Mr. Lawson, if you want to

interpret it this way, I can do nothing about it. If you think I am a traitor to the country, you can get the Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ministry of State Security to arrest me, as long as they find me guilty."

"You!" Preston Lawson was instantly annoyed at his words and glared viciously at Dr. Moore, "You

really don't want to hand over the stuff? Do you know how important this reagent is to our country? For

how many vegetative people, it is a blessing? Don't you think of the good of our countrymen at all?"

"Mr. Lawson, I naturally wish our country well, otherwise, why would I have wasted several years of

time and effort to devote myself single-mindedly to this cause? For how much I have contributed to the

country, I believe the country knows in its heart, if you must erase all my merits for this reagent and say

me as a traitor, then I have nothing to say." Dr. Moore raised his chin in a lofty manner without fear and

looked coldly at Preston.

Preston was furious, but there was nothing he could do about Dr. Moore.

He took a deep breath before easing his attitude, intending to use a soft tactic to convince Dr. Moore:

"Dr. Moore, you should know how important this experimental reagent is to raising the influence of our

country's medical level in the international arena, since the whole process of this experimental

medicine was carried out in your institute, you naturally have the right to dominate and use it. You hand

over the reagent and give it to us conduct research, and when we crack the secret of this reagent,

promote it to give hope to those who are already desperate and benefit the general public, I believe

that you will not refuse such a merit, right?"

"No matter what you say today, it's useless. I don't have the reagents here, all the experimental drugs

are provided by WW. She sends them over and we use them for clinical trials and feedback the results

to her. If you must get the reagents, why don't you go and discuss with her in person?" Dr. Moore

looked at Preston coldly.

Preston's patience was finally running out at this point, and he looked at Dr. Moore angrily, "Philip

Moore! Do you know what you are talking about now? Do you know how much damage your refusal

will cause to our country? You ..

...."

"How come I don't know that the state is still qualified to take away other people's research results by

force?" Just as Preston was loudly accusing Dr. Moore, a cold female voice suddenly sounded out.

Preston was already angry, but when he heard that someone else was interrupting, he became more

and more furious. Before he could see who was coming, he opened his mouth and cursed, "What are

you? Dr. Moore, this institute of yours, I think it really needs adjustment."

"Fine, you have a point, then I announce that starting today, my First Research Institute will officially

close down for good, you all should do what you need to do and take a good rest, everyone has been

working for a long time. The Institute is permanently closed and when it reopens will depend on when

Mr. Lawson lets us go." Dr. Moore was angry too, this Preston wanted to take the credit himself and

gave orders here.

He simply took the nameplate off his chest and smashed it hard on the ground.

Preston's face suddenly changed at his words.

The First Research Institute was so supreme that even the Capital Research Institute had to look up to

it. If Dr. Moore really shut down the Institute in a fit of rage, he would definitely be given a severe

lecture when he returned to the capital.

"Dr. Moore, I, I didn't mean that, don't be so angry, let's talk properly, let's talk properly." Preston had

lost his arrogant posture just now, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spoke cautiously.

Dr. Moore, however, was really angry and gave Ruby a glance, "Ruby, Let’s go, it happens to be a long

time since we have had a break."

"Okay." Ruby looked at Dr. Moore for a moment before nodding.

"Stop right there!" Preston didn't dare to do anything to Dr. Moore, but he didn't put Ruby in his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed towards Ruby, while also roaring viciously.

Ruby narrowed her eyes, turned around, and the silver needle in her hand unceremoniously and

fiercely stuck on the back of Preston's hand.

"Ah..." Preston screamed out in dismay.

"Mr. Lawson." The few people who followed Preston over, their faces paled at the sight, and they

quickly stepped forward, holding Preston up.

Preston's red eyes glared at Ruby: "You, you're dead! You're dead! Say it! Who are you! I'll make sure

you die!"

"My name is Ruby Harold, if you think my name sounds strange, then you may have also heard of my

other name, my code name WW, oh yes, I have another name, internationally, they call me DR.Y,"

Ruby looked at Preston indifferently, ignoring his stormy look, and opened his mouth to reply.

"WW? DR.Y?" said Preston with a start.

Without giving him a chance to react, Ruby left with Dr. Moore.

Oscar came over with two large boxes in his arms and threw them directly in front of Preston: "Mr.

Lawson, these are all the data from all our clinical trials over the past few years. Take a look."

With that said, he walked out of the Institute with his head up and strutting.

One by one, the men from the Institute walked up to Preston, gave him a look, then took off the

nameplate from his chest and dropped it at Preston's feet.

Soon, all the researchers in the large First Institute were cleanly gone.

The cold sweat on Preston's forehead began to slowly slide down.

And at that moment, the person following came over and reminded in a small voice, "Mr. Lawson, that

woman just now said she was WW."

"What!?" Preston hadn't come back to his senses and looked at the man beside him in disbelief.

"WW, the researcher of this brain cell regeneration potion, the internationally renowned cytology expert.

Also, DR.Y, is the owner of the world's top No. 3 Lab." The man spoke up.

Preston's legs went weak and his whole body fell to the ground.