CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 552 EXPERIMENT

Mu Chen turned around and immediately noticed Jiang Xiaoxiao and Mr. Shi’s interlocked hands.

The uniquely dark green color in the test tube made people feel anxious.

Mu Chen stood up.

"Doctor Jiang, what are you holding in your hand?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao answered promptly.

"You can go tell your father that I have already prepared the ancestral secret formula. He can have someone verify its effects, or I can personally be the experimenter."

Song Moting clenched his fist.

He gestured to Mu Feng, then turned to leave the lab.

"I’m going to inform father to arrange the remaining experiments; you stay here and watch her."

Mu Feng instructed Mu Chen and turned to leave.

Mu Feng, in a hurry, was blocked by Mr. Shi in the stairwell.

Mu Feng looked around.

"You’re crazy. Do you realize how sensitive my brother is? Your recent actions will surely make him suspicious."

Song Moting gritted his teeth, "The plan must be moved up. Tonight, I want to take Jiang Xiaoxiao and the child and leave. How to create chaos is up to you. If you don’t help me create this chaos, then our agreement is void."

Mu Feng looked at Song Moting as if looking at a madman.

"The armed guards here are equipped with guns, and you want to take Jiang Xiaoxiao and the child and leave alone? Do you want them to die with you as well? If everything isn’t arranged properly, you’re forcing all of us to death."

Mu Feng gritted his teeth. Song Moting was too abnormal, and he deeply questioned how someone with Song Moting’s professionalism could do this kind of work.

Didn’t the training places teach them how to deal with these emotional situations?

Song Moting laughed, "You can watch and see if I’m crazy. The bomb has already been sent into the lab. I’ll make it explode at exactly midnight tonight; that’s what I can inform you. There’s a half-hour window to evacuate. During this time, you can leave with Ziluo; the rest is my own business."

Although the plan has many gaps, there’s little time left. He cannot let Jiang Xiaoxiao be directly exposed under Mu Shaocheng’s scrutiny; this chaos must be created on his own.

Thus, he will make every effort to kill Mu Shaocheng before midnight.

When a head of the Mu family dies, this chaos should be enough to allow him to leave with Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others.

Enough to blow up the entire lab.

The virus samples are right in the lab, and Mu Chen guards them almost day and night, just to ensure that the samples will eventually become finished products.

Then Mu Chen, along with his virus samples, will vanish together.

Everything is about to end.

Mu Feng wanted to say something else.

"What are you two doing here?"

Mu Shaocheng looked at them with a dark gaze.

Mu Feng felt a tightening in his heart. His father’s suspicion is so deep; no one in this world can make him let down his guard.

He has few people he trusts, and even though he’s his most trusted son, there are times when he believes his father is guarded against him.

"Father, I was just about to come to you. Doctor Jiang says she has already prepared the ancestral secret formula and hopes to demonstrate the experiment to you. I was instructing Mr. Shi to bring the two people locked up in the back, who have symptoms similar to Ziluo’s."

Song Moting remained calm and unruffled.

"Yes, Mr. Mu, I’ll go right away."

Mu Shaocheng, overwhelmed by the news, completely missed the atypical atmosphere between them, which was unlike a normal boss giving orders to a subordinate.

"Great, I want to see how magical this ancestral secret formula is!"

Mu Feng went in with Mu Shaocheng.

He turned and gave Song Moting a warning look.

Song Moting watched Mu Feng leave speechlessly, then glanced at the lab.

He turned and went to the rear holding cells, where two people were detained.

These two are not good people; despite being severely ill and recuperating here, they are in fact heinous, unrepentant individuals.

They were originally locked up here to be used as test subjects.

Mu Shaocheng is no saint; he found many such people to treat his daughter.

They are kept in the room at the back to conduct various drug experiments in hopes of finding good treatment for his daughter.

Those who died here are more than one or two; these two are the last, and of course, the most resilient.

Though if these two could endure, they’re now lingering on their last breath; Song Moting directed the guards to carry these two directly to the hall in front of the lab.

Mu Shaocheng would witness the effects of the ancestral secret formula firsthand there.

The stretcher bearers brought the two up, and Jiang Xiaoxiao, holding her ancestral secret formula, watched quietly, her expression somewhat inscrutable.

Mu Shaocheng fixed his gaze on the test tube in Jiang Xiaoxiao’s hand.

The dark green substance in the test tube made his heart stir.

He doesn’t know what effects this ancestral secret formula has, but Jiang Xiaoxiao presenting it so quickly surprised him. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoxiao is quite perceptive; she is willing to compromise all her bottom lines for her son.

In this respect, Jiang Xiaoxiao is unlike Wu Weiguo.

Regarding the measure of heartless protectiveness, Jiang Xiaoxiao seems more human; looks like Wu Weiguo ignoring the child for so many years hasn’t made the child as ruthless as him.

"Let’s begin, Doctor Jiang, let’s see how magical your ancestral secret formula truly is!"

Mu Shaocheng was somewhat excited; if there’s really potential, maybe his daughter could be saved.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Mu Shaocheng.

"Mr. Mu, first, I need to clarify. This ancestral secret formula was difficult to bring together and produce only 500 milliliters this time. I know you don’t fully trust its effects; you’ll want to verify.

But I must make clear, producing it again will take at least a year because the necessary materials can’t be gathered. All the materials need to be concentrated and refined, and what I currently have can’t be used.

I just hope you understand that wasting any of it would greatly diminish its effectiveness."

Jiang Xiaoxiao carried the test tube to one of the people.

"His condition is identical to Ziluo’s, so based on his circumstances, he’ll drink a small cup now."

Jiang Xiaoxiao poured down a cup, and the person, long on the verge of death, swallowed the peach wine.

Aside from the rise and fall of his chest indicating he’s still alive, he didn’t show any signs of vitality.

Mu Shaocheng simply stared at the person.

"You can’t see the effect this way, and it’ll waste the medication. How about this, I’ll let you see intuitively by experimenting on myself, since I don’t want to waste the ancestral secret formula’s medicine."

Jiang Xiaoxiao proposed.

Mu Shaocheng nodded.

He wasn’t worried about Jiang Xiaoxiao playing tricks.

After all, he holds her son; Jiang Xiaoxiao offering to experiment on herself is likely in an attempt to gain his trust and have her son return to her embrace.

A well-practiced way to earn trust.

Mu Shaocheng was very satisfied with Jiang Xiaoxiao’s submission.