The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1504: Chapter 1504: An Unusually Close Relationship with the Pharmaceutical Association

The rest of the Yapiter Family gathered around, and Evron Barness had also been waiting outside for almost two hours, with his heart suspended in mid-air, just waiting for the final results.

”Doctor, my grandfather he...”

The CD-3 targeted drug that Nathalie Quinlan brought back was Owen Yapiter’s only hope. If that hope was shattered, they could only prepare for the worst.

Even Hendrik Zachmann joined everybody, their hearts in their throats, anxiously waiting for the doctor’s response.

The head of the oncology department at City Hospital took off his mask, folded it neatly, and put it in the pocket of his white coat, and then showed a relaxed smile to everyone: ”Mr. Yapiter is fine!”

The CD-3, undoubtedly a targeted drug researched by the Pharmaceutical Association laboratory, had remarkable effects. With just one injection, Mr. Yapiter’s condition improved. As long as the medication continues, I believe Mr. Yapiter’s illness will become increasingly stable...”

His words no doubt injected a cardiotonic into the Yapiter Family.

Fellya Yapiter’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She covered her mouth with her hand, nearly choking: ”As long as he’s okay, as long as he’s okay.”

Owen Yapiter is the backbone of the Yapiter Family.

Owen Yapiter being okay is undoubtedly great news for the rest of the Yapiter Family!

The third aunt grinned, her smile was wider than anyone else’s.

She looked at Nathalie Quinlan, very kindly said: ”I knew that the doctor Jishen mentioned would do the job! As expected, you can’t judge a book by its cover, young as she may be, it doesn’t affect her ability.”

The other relatives of the Yapiter Family chimed in one after another.

Evron Barness curled his lips, pretending not to remember how she had doubts when she first saw Nathalie Quinlan, repeatedly questioning, saying she was young at one moment and fearing she didn’t have the capability to treat his grandfather the next.

Now that Nathalie Quinlan got the medicine, and his grandfather’s indicators stabilized, they were quicker than anybody to curry favor yet were quick to hit back later.

He ignored those relatives at home, turned his head, a layer of worry covered his face, worriedly spoke to the girl: ”Ms. Quinlan, that medicine...”

He was worried the medicine Nathalie Quinlan brought back was not enough.

After all, the doctor said that they needed to continue the medication in the future.

Nathalie Quinlan seemed to know what he wanted to say, her dark eyelashes slightly fluttered, her tone rather laid-back: ”I brought back five doses, only enough for five days.”

The members of the Yapiter Family were elated for a second when Owen Yapiter’s indicators stabilized, but the next second, when they heard Nathalie Quinlan say she only brought back enough medicine for five days, they couldn’t smile anymore.

”What do we do then?” Fellya Yapiter’s heart jumped up again, her face turning pale with fear once more.

Evron Barness also opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Had he celebrated too soon?

Nathalie Quinlan, who had been running around all day, felt quite tired at this moment. She half-closed her eyes, a restless energy unable to be hidden in her eyes.

She put her hand in her pocket, and said deliberately slowly: ”I asked the people from the Pharmaceutical Association and they said the medicine would lose its efficacy if it stayed out of the cold storage for too long. Even if I brought it all back, it would be useless. I’ve spoken to them over there, they will send the medication every three days, someone will contact you when it arrives.”

Evron Barness and Fellya Yapiter were naturally overjoyed, expressing all kinds of gratitude to Nathalie Quinlan.

Hendrik Zachmann stood next to them, when he heard Nathalie Quinlan mention the Pharmaceutical Association, she seemed to be speaking with familiarity, which caused a complex wave of emotions to arise, especially considering Caryn Zachmann went to the Pharmaceutical Association.

Just then, his phone rang.

In the hospital corridor, almost no one paid him any attention.

Let alone noticed his phone ringing.

Hendrik Zachmann walked away with a tense face, went to the stairwell corner and took out his phone, looking down—