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<b>Owen </b><b>intended </b><b>to </b>do something with his eyes narrowed, Suddenly, Aria withdrew her hand.
As a result, the needle pierced into Hannah’s thumb. Blood quickly oozed, and Hannah grimaced for the sharp pain.
<b>Fuming </b><b>with </b>rage, Hannah shouted, “Aria, what’s wrong with you?”
Owen quietly retreated as his knitted eyebrows rxed.
<b>Aria </b>cast Hannah a calm nce andmented, “Dr. Gibson, how unprofessional you
are<b>!</b><b>” </b>
She then scoffed, “You forgot the disinfection and tightened the tourniquet so hard. Given your ferocity, outsiders may mistake me <i>for </i>the murderer <b>of </b>your husband.”
Aaron almost failed to hold back hisughter. In time, he burped instead.
Owen suggested, “Let the nurse help you.”
Hannah felt offended that Owenpared her with a nurse. She couldn’t tolerate any doubts about her expertise.
With <b>a </b>red face, she said, “Sorry. I will be careful this time.”
If she backed off now, rumors about her targeting against Aria or incapability would be spread.
She wouldn’t let that happen. She didn’t make things difficult for Aria again. Her thumb still ached.
It was time to draw Betty’s blood. Hannah said to the nurse, “Herees your chance. Go draw blood from thisdy.”
What chance? It was a routine job for the nurse to draw blood from the patient.
Thinking that Hannah was afraid of being infected with the virus, the nursé pouted with contempt. “Okay.”
After Betty’s blood was drawn, Hannah reminded, “Owen, go back to your house, and don’t wander around.” Owen gave a slight nod as his response.
After Hannah left with the nurse, Aaron closed the door and said, “Ms. Saxon, we will stay and dine with you.”
Aria said, “Alright, I’ll prepare some soup with the herbs. It is good for health.”
That afternoon, all the medical equipment and herbs Aria had purchased arrived. The equipment was donated right away, and Aria kept the herbs for
herself.
All the test samples were sent to Jamn for analysis.
The problem of a shortage of analyzers was timely solved by Aria’s donation. In an instant, Aria got a lot ofpliments.
One man sneered. “She grew up in Jamn. Isn’t <b>it </b>reasonable for her <b>to </b>donate some equipment for the sake of her folks since she is rich<b>? </b>We risk our lives to help her folks, so we, instead of her<b>, </b>should be praised.
“Look at Ms. Gibson. She is at odds with Aria, but she still volunteered for this challenge. She is worthy of admiration.”
The nurse teaming up with Hannah scoffed, “Vincent Wilkinson, it is alright for <b>you </b><b>to </b>tter Hannah<b>, </b>but you shouldn’t belittle Aria.<b>” </b>
Hannah happened to overhear the conversation<b>, </b>so her brows were knitted with displeasure.
Vincent caught <b>a </b>glimpse of Hannah, so he quickly said, “Ms. Gibson was born with a silver spoon, but she sympathizes <b>with </b>the poor and <b>volunteers </b><b>to </b>help them in the countryside. Isn’t she great?
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<b>In </b><b>contrast</b><b>, </b>A <b>just </b>did what she should. She <b>got </b><b>more </b>praise than she deserves<b>. </b>
Speaking<b>, </b><b>he </b>shook his <b>head </b>and sighed. There was unmistakable contempt on his face.
Hannah’s knitted brows rxed a bit, and a faint smile shed past Hannah’s face.
<b>Hannah </b>walked over and lectured Vincent in a soft voice, “Come on, Vincent. She and I came for the public good though our ways of <b>doing </b><b>things </b>differ
Speaking, Hannah cast a dissatisfied nce at the nurse, “Giana Harmon, I know that you are unhappy with me because I let you draw <b>blood </b><b>from </b><b>the </b>patient. Just talk things over with me. You shouldn’t talk behind my back.”
Giana rolled her eyes at Hannah and said, “I am not. It is my job to draw blood from
tients.”
Hannah responded, “I hope so.” She didn’t spare Giana a nce and walked away.
Vincent quickly followed Hannah away. The others remained silent during the confrontation between Hannah and Giana.
At the news that Aria was in Jametan, one local official advised the heads of the medical teams by saying, “The donor of the analyzers, Aria, is <b>a </b>professor from Kerano Global Health. She led a team and seeded in making protease inhibitors during the gue in Erennd. Why don’t we invite her <b>to </b><b>join </b>our operation?”
Hearing this, Cyril Tinsley slightly knitted his eyebrows. His tone was calm and resolute<b>. </b>“Aria doesn’t have the medical qualifications in this country. She isn’t qualified to join us.”
The official argued anxiously, “She has the qualifications from Erennd. Everyone knows her achievement in virology. This unknown virus shares some simrity with P–virus. With her help, we may solve the problem quickly. We shouldn’t shut out outstanding people because of the papers.”
“Like Aria, Hannah is up to the job. She is capable and has the relevant qualifications<b>. </b>With her around, we don’t need Aria,” Cyril said.
The official slightly changed his expression. He then remembered that Cyril was a rtive of the Gibson family in Mandino City.
Hearing Cyril, Hannah had confidence in her eyes. “I won’t disappoint you, Cyril. I am experienced with the gue. I will make the inhibitors to solve <b>the </b>problem.”
The official thought, “This unknown virus isn’t P–virus, and we may not need something like inhibitors.<b>” </b>
Anyway, he failed to achieve his goal in this negotiation. After a sigh, he thought, “Whatever. I did my best<b>.</b><b>” </b>
That afternoon, the epidemiologists officially called the new virus HG13 virus after a thorough discussion.
Aria<b>, </b>Owen, and Aaron got negative test results<b>, </b>so did Betty shockingly.
Hannah questioned the test results by saying, “I personally checked on Betty, and her symptoms were conspicuous. <b>Are </b>the analyzers the problem? We should reapply for new analyzers because the ones donated by Aria may be defective.”
Right then, a medical worker reported, “Mr. Tinsley, all the sick got negative test results. Should we start another round of tests?<b>” </b>
The bad news strongly supported Hannah’s guess.
Vincent said angrily, “How could she donate defective machines at such a critical moment! For her reputation<b>, </b>she put our <b>lives </b>at risk. How <b>outrageous</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>
“Our previous efforts became futile!”
“What a waste of our time!”
Cyril’s face darkened. “Apply for new machines, retest the vigers, and quarantine Betty. Whoever has contact with Betty should stay <b>at home</b><b>. </b><b>Move </b>
now.”
When Hannah arrived with her team, Betty had Aria and Owen around her.
<b>Hannah </b>cut straight to the chase. She ordered, <b>“</b>Take Betty away for quarantine.”
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