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At the same time, in week S.
In the dimly lit meeting room.
After replying to yingye Hitomi's WeChat message, ito zasuo continued to study the screenshot of Zhao xiaotao's herb data with his assistant.
In addition to his previous life, he had searched for more than 40 years before he finally found an herb that was effective in suppressing the spread of the virus.
He didn't say anything and just listened to his assistant's report. His fingers were crossed on the conference table, and his expression revealed an indescribable excitement.
On the side, Jiang Qi followed his orders and used a virtual IP to book a plane ticket for yingye Tong. He then erased all traces of his tracks, making it impossible for anyone to trace him.
After finishing everything, he glanced in Itoh Saka's direction. While the assistants were reporting, he asked worriedly, " "Master, are you really going to let yingye Tong come to the Research Institute now? Will it be awkward?"
