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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 535
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Chapter 535

After the physical examination, Maisie came to the operating room in a hospital gown. She lay down,

looked at the operating lights, and thought about how she had made it through when giving birth to her

children.

Strix approached her and hung the blood bag beside her.

They had applied anesthetic to the surface when they started drawing Maisie’s blood, so she did not feel

much pain. However, as blood began to flow out of her veins, she slowly felt some pain.

The pain came to her slowly, but it was throbbing when they squeezed the blood. It felt as if someone

was constantly cutting at the same wound with a knife.

Maisie frowned, but she bit her lips and endured the pain. She started to feel dizzy, chest tightness, and

difficulty in breathing when it reached a certain point.

“Start the blood infusion,” Strix commanded calmly.

Maisie was losing her blood, so they needed to start the blood transfusion as soon as possible. Sasha

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used the blood bag they had prepared in advance. They also put an oxygen mask on her to provide her

with enough oxygen to breathe.

After a long while, Maisie couldn’t feel her arm

anymore. However, she did not even make the slightest sound through the whole process.

Sasha was calming her down at the side while wiping the cold sweat off her forehead.

Mario and Strix’s shirts were soaked with sweat and stuck to their backs. They were running against

time. As Strix extracted the antibodies, Mario heaved out a sigh of relief and exclaimed, “Finally! We’ve

succeeded!”

Sasha immediately applied anesthesia on Maisie, and Maisie passed out.

By the time she woke up again, the sky had already gone dark.

The wound on her arm had been stitched.

“Alice!” Sasha walked up to her and leaned forward to look at her. “How do you feel now? Does it still

hurt?”

Maisie shook her head and replied, “It doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”

Sasha then put the medicine down and said, “If it starts to hurt, then you can take a painkiller.”

Maisie nodded. Then, she parted her pale lips and asked, “It worked, didn’t it?”

“Yes,” Sasha replied. She tucked her into her bed and continued. “We’ll get a result very soon, so get

some rest.”

One week later…

Mario came into the laboratory and shouted excitedly, “Strix, the report is here! We made it!”

Strix took over the report from him. Then, Mario continued excitedly. “The virus will be killed slowly after it

comes in touch with the antibodies extracted from Ms. Alice’s blood. These are the strongest mutated

antibodies!”

“Mario, this is bad!” Sasha suddenly appeared at the door and looked flustered. She was stunned for a

moment when she saw Strix, but she soon regained her composure. “You’re here as well, Mr. Strix.”

Strix put down the report and looked at her. “What happened?”

Sasha took a deep breath and said, “I received news from Stoslo that someone has developed a new

type of vaccine by posing as Mr. Strix and sending them to the hospitals in different countries. We

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suspect that this new vaccine is most likely the virus.”

Mario was stunned for a moment before he came around to his senses. “Who would impersonate Strix?”

Although not many people had seen Strix before, it was not an easy task to impersonate him, let alone

develop a new vaccine.

Strix’s face sank. “I know who it is.”

What was coming would come.

At Hanns Palace…

Maisie was basking in the warm sun in the courtyard. She had been recuperating this week.

She had been in Morwich for nearly half a month and wondered whether Wayion would be angry at her

or Nolan would notice anything.

“Zee.”

“Uncle Erwin?” Maisie looked at the middle-aged man that walked toward her. He still looked as

handsome and regal as before. It was as if age had never left any traces on his face.