All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 730 Catherine's Safety Fergus immediately rushed to the hospital when he received the message. He had conducted extensive research on neurotoxins, but upon examining the virus sample extracted from Catherine's body, he said he had never seen this type of virus before. "Even a slight change in any value can affect the toxin. To wake Catherine up and neutralize the poison inside her, it is crucial to study its structure and components, and then we can find a way to counteract it," he explained.

"How long will that take?” Marshall appeared impatient, extremely concerned about Catherine's safety.

Fergus pondered for a moment before providing an answer. "Three days, at least!" "Three days!" Marshall furrowed his brow, his eyes reflecting worry.

Eamon, who had rushed to the hospital with Marshall, muttered, "What about tomorrow's match? Catherine's going to miss it." To Eamon, the Bide Cup was a dream for many, and it would be regrettable if Catherine couldn't participate due to this unexpected situation.

“Alas...” Marshall sighed helplessly. There's nothing more important right now than her health. Let's focus on waking her up first!!" Marshall looked ahead, his intense gaze fixed on Fergus. "Fergus, she's my best student. You have to do your best this time. Consider this a debt I owe you. If you need any help fromin the future, feel free to ask." Marshall had never asked for anything in his life, but he was willing to do anything for Catherine.

"Marshall, we've been friends for so many years. There's no need to say something like that. Besides, Catherine is also my student. Don't worry. I will do my best!" After their conversation, Marshall wanted to visit Catherine in the ward but was stopped by several men in black. Although they blocked his way, their attitude was very polite. "Sorry, Professor Hartley, Mr. Duncan has given orders. No one is allowed to enter the ward while Miss Swann is unconscious," one of them said.

Eamon becfurious upon hearing this, wanting to argue with the other party, but Marshall stopped him. “It's not the tfor this. Let Catherine take a good rest. Go back and train with your teammates. No distractions, understood?" Although Eamon felt angry, he didn't disobey Marshall's command. He just nodded obediently. "Yes, Professor Hartley!" Marshall sighed deeply and turned away. He knew that Catherine's being poisoned was suspicious. It happened at the critical moment of the competition as if it was deliberately aimed at the competition.

Initially, it was Marshall who persuaded Catherine to participate in the competition, though she was unwilling to. Now, seeing Catherine in such a state, he felt distressed. If Catherine suffered any harm because of this, how was he supposed to face her in the future? With his hands behind his back, Marshall walked forward slowly, his hunched posture making him appear as if he had aged several years in an instant, evoking a sense of heartache in those who saw him.

In the hospital room, Branden gently stroked Catherine's forehead, smoothing out her hair. Catherine lay peacefully on the hospital bed, her face unusually rosy and adorable, showing no signs of being poisoned. Yet she remained unresponsive no matter how many times he called out to her.

When Paxton entered the room, he saw Branden looking at Catherine with nothing but affection in his eyes. This sight made Paxton feel a pang of sadness. Branden, the man who had endured to the point of bleeding dry without making a sound, was now on the verge of tears.

Paxton struggled to contain his emotions and cautiously reported the situation. "Boss, we have received snews." Paxton's abrupt sound finally elicited a reaction from Branden, who turned towards Paxton. His once gentle eyes now turned fiercely menacing. "She needs to rest. Take this outside!" The two of them left the room, and the surrounding people were all cleared out. All the wards on this floor were empty except for Catherine's room.

"Boss, Ronin has caught Paddy McLaughlin. He admitted to poisoning Miss Swann, but someone else provided the toxin. The other party used a text message to transfer it to Paddy, instructing him to make Catherine drink it!" Paddy had been made a scapegoat and didn't even know it. He was truly foolish.

"The two assassins confessed that they had been paid to do this, and the mastermind who hired them warned them that Miss Swann was highly skilled and they must be careful!" All signs indicated that the person who targeted Catherine was very familiar with her, possibly someone close to her. Otherwise, they couldn't have known that Paddy held a grudge against Catherine and that ordinary poison would not work on her, necessitating the use of a neurotoxin. As a precaution, after poisoning her, they even arranged for assassins to ensure a double layer of security. This plan was genuinely malicious, as they were only willing to stop once Catherine died.

Branden swallowed his anger, ordering, "Find that guy!" Despite the simple statement, Paxton could tell how much pain Branden was enduring at that moment. The surrounding atmosphere turned thick with tension.

Despite Paxton's efforts to hold back, his feet couldn't help but tremble. " Boss, rest assured. We will definitely find the culprit who harmed Miss Swann!"

Connie emerged from the laboratory and walked into the corridor outside the ward, where she saw Branden speaking with Paxton. Sensing the intimidating hostility emanating from him, she couldn't help but shiver. "Mr. Duncan, I've cto deliver medicine to Catherine. We haven't developed a drug that can counteract the neurotoxin in Catherine's body yet, but we can use smedication to prevent its further damage!" After hearing Connie's explanation, Branden nodded slightly. Paxton then stepped forward and opened the door to let her in.

After coming out of the ward, Connie returned to the laboratory. Fergus (at the workbench.

was still busy at the Seeing her return, he set down what he was working on. "Has the medicine been delivered?" "It's already loaded into the syringe. Professor Lynch, can we speed up our research progress?" Connie asked.

Fergus shook his head helplessly.

a "It's difficult. The experiment needs stto show a reaction. Three days is the limit I can give. It's really hard to shorten it any further." "Well..." Connie sighed helplessly, understanding what Fergus's words meant. "Professor Lynch, thank you!" Fergus gave a faint smile. "It's okay, as long as Catherine can get better!"