Mated at First Sight
Chapter 1020 - 684: Qualified to Compare with Mu Lin? (11)

Chapter 1020: Chapter 684: Qualified to Compare with Mu Lin? (11)

Upon hearing Mu Lin’s words, many faces lit up with surprise; Mu Lin’s progress was also considered their progress. Although they were not working on the same research, the principle was fundamentally akin.

"Girl, are you really serious?" Mei Qingyuan could hardly believe it. He had seen that child too; they even conducted instrument checks on him. Now, the boy seemed just like someone with a terminal illness, at death’s door. If he hadn’t known that the boy was injected with those substances and made into an experiment subject, he would never have suspected such a reason for his condition.

If one were to describe the boy’s state pathologically, it could be summed up in three words: beyond saving.

Yet now, Mu Lin claimed she could revive him, which was truly an incredible feat.

Mu Lin nodded, "I don’t lie." Didn’t they know she always favored speaking the truth?

The crowd exchanged excited glances. Elder Gong turned to Mu Lin, "Girl, could you show us what you’ve come up with?" They wanted to see where they had gone wrong and grasp the essence of it.

Elder Gong had voiced everyone’s inner thoughts; they had just been thinking about asking the same question but were uncertain how to broach it—after all, it was the result of her three days of solitary research.

Mu Lin: "Of course, there’s no problem. This Time, we were supposed to research together, shame about my personal temperament." She didn’t like any noise around her or any disturbances during her research.

At such times, Mu Lin could be almost ruthless.

Looking at Mu Lin, nobody spoke. Many who had only heard of but never met this legendary Poison Doctor suddenly felt that rumors were just that—rumors. Mu Lin might have exceptional medical skill, but she didn’t seem to have as bad a temper as they expected.

Mu Lin stated that her temperament was never bad, just selective about people.

The distinction Mu Lin made was based on whether she found the person in front of her agreeable or not, much like how she decided who to save in the past.

Afterward, Mu Lin didn’t immediately return to her research. She analyzed her findings again, engaged in some exchanges with Elder Gong and the others, and then went to the Research Team’s area.

Seeing their vials, each a different color, Mu Lin admitted that she indeed didn’t understand all these things very well. Picking up one of the vials and smelling it, she frowned at the pungent scent. However... the substances here were likely a combination of various elements, further combined and ultimately formulated into the desired compound.

Actually, this process was quite analogous to how Chinese Medicine prescribes medications.

A Research Team member approached Mu Lin, "Does the Divine Doctor Mu also understand these?" It wasn’t discrimination, just a casual inquiry—he was simply curious, seeing how she looked.

They respected Mu Lin, after all, some of the things she had done were not within the capabilities of ordinary people.

Before Mu Lin could respond, a woman around her age spoke up, "How could there be anything in this world that the Divine Doctor Mu doesn’t understand? Divine Doctor Mu, am I right?"

With a smile in her eyes, she moved closer to the two. Yet, Mu Lin could sense disdain and sarcasm from her eyes and words.

Mu Lin smiled wryly.

Had she somehow offended someone again inadvertently? She remembered that this was supposed to be their first meeting.

Mu Lin was right; it had only been these three days. She had locked herself away, unaware that outside her room, people were worrying themselves sick about her. Many took every opportunity to check if she had eaten or if she was skipping meals and rest again, excitedly racing to report back whenever they saw her finish a meal.

It wasn’t Xiu Fan.

What was a display of Mu Lin’s dedication and responsibility seemed to have twisted into an act in the eyes of the woman before her. She assumed Mu Lin was showing off, courting sympathy and attention, so that even if she failed to produce any results, others would praise her for her hard work rather than criticizing her.

After all, nobody knew what Mu Lin was doing inside. Perhaps she had food there, or she was sleeping, or she was doing something entirely different inside...

All possibilities loomed, yet maybe not.

It seems like another case of judging others by oneself.