Chapter b576 /bA Race Against Time

    bWhile /bLandon and his team continued scouring Yalvaria for the virus’s source, Michael bhad /balreadynded. bin /bMontedra. The moment his ne touched down, Nathaniel’s local contacts–stationed and bready- /bescorted him straight to the hospital.

    Walter’s condition had taken a turn for the worse. Sensing the urgency, the guards Landon had bleft /bbat /bbthe /bSinir estate had already transferred the old man to the hospital for specialized care. As soon bas /bbMichael /bstepped into the room, he went directly to the bedside and ced two fingers gently on Walter’s pulse.

    After a moment, he slowly shook his head.

    Louis, watching from nearby, felt his heart sink. He recognized Michael–he’d been the chief physician during Walter’s previous surgery. If even he was shaking his head… things were truly grim.

    “The best we can do now is buy time,” Michael said solemnly, putting away his stethoscope. “Walter’s only wish is to see Tessa. We have to give them that much.”

    He pulled a small bottle from his medical kit. “Half a tablet per day. It’ll keep his vitals stable for nowi. /iBut…..”

    “I understand.” Louis took the bottle, his voice trembling. “Thank you.”

    Michael didn’t linger. He turned immediately and headed for the virus research center. “Tessa’s waiting. Montedra can’t afford dys.”

    At theb, Tessa was hunched over a microscope studying viral samples, while Rosa stood beside herb, /bdiligently recording data. When Michael entered, Tessa looked up briefly. “You’re here.”

    “First, we see Samuel,” Michael said, already donning protective gear. His tone brooked no argument. “He’s an S+ ss werewolf. The virus mutation path inside him is the most valuable data point we’ve got.”

    Rosa eyed the white–haired yet sharp–eyed man curiously, then hesitantly asked, “Are you… Mr. Michael from the International Medical Guild of Werewolvesb?/bb” /b

    Tessa nodded. “Yes. He’s Samuel’s mentor.”

    Rosa froze.

    This was the Michael–the living legend of the medical world, idol to every student who ever wore a white coat. She never dreamed she’d see him in person, let alone during such a critical crisis.

    Michael, however, didn’t even nce at her. He followed Tessa straight to Samuel’s istion chamber. Inside, Samuel sat upright, still dutifully tracking his physical stats. He looked up with a wry grin. “Anyter and I’d have be the virus’s first disy sample.”

    “Smartass,” Michael muttered, shooting him a re. He flipped through Samuel’s notebook, brow furrowing. “Even an S+ body can’t withstand this… This virus isn’t just aggressive–it’s surgical.”

    He ced a hand against Samuel’s carotid artery, eyes closing briefly as he concentrated. “It’s targeting you werewolf gene chain. Your regenerative ability’s the only thing holding it back–it’s bought us a narrow window.”

    “Good.” Samuel exhaled with relief, then turned to Tessa. “You found the pathogen?”

    “Yeah,” she nodded. “We’re working on a neutralizing agent now.”

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    bChapter /b576 A Race Against Time

    b“/bbCall /bbme /bif byou /bbneed /banythingb. /bbHe /blifted the notebook. “This bcovers /bbmy /bbody’s changes bover /bbthe /bpast few bdays/bb. /bIt should help.b” /b

    Michael took it from him, then turned to Tessa. “Let’s go. Back to theb.”

    On the way back, Michael casually mentioned Landon’s operation in Yalvaria. Tessa’s steps bhalted /bbmid- /bstride.

    “I need to make a call.” She leaned against the corridor wall and dialed Landon’s number. The faint belectric /bbuzz in the receiver tapped steadily against her heart.

    Sunlight streamed through the hallway window, pooling over her tightly clenched hand. Her fingertips. turned pale from the pressure.

    “Hello?” Landon’s voice finally came through, taut despite the calm he tried to project.

    Relief washed over her–only to be reced by tension.

    “You went to Yalvaria?” she said sharply

    Yalvaria. Nathan’s domain. Just thinking of it made her chest tighten.

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    agreed I’d handle the virus. Why did you go?”

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