Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison

Chapter 484 Nothing Could Be Done in the End

“You just told us that similar cases to Robert had come around. How did those people end up?”

Georgia asked it right away. She’d guessed at the results but didn’t want to ask about it in front of

Robert.

“All sorts of situations. Some couldn’t take the pain from all their issues from the experiments. Over half

of them killed themselves. The rest sometimes had hope in the beginning, even signed private

contracts with me, willing to go under research no matter what drug I developed, trying to fight for a

glitter of a hope that they’d survive. Regrettably, I couldn’t save them.

“Their organs had been damaged too much, and their immune systems were completely destroyed at

the end. Unless they stayed in a sterile vacuum, they’d develop all sorts of infections that slowly

spread. They left this world with regret and resentment, and it weighed on me.

“When I was young, I thought I was clever, that I could change the world. But experiencing all that, I

came to understand that too many times, there’s nothing you can do in this world, and you’ll let a lot of

people down who needed your help.”

Antonio grew sorrowful. Georgia’s question had probably reminded him of too many past patients.

He wasn’t a doctor, really, but the people who’d come to him couldn’t be saved by doctors, and had

only hoped he’d develop some particularly effective medication or special substance to alleviate the

pain in their body somewhat. Even methods that weren’t orthodox. But so long as a person was alive,

they had endless drive to remain alive, so there would be people willing to come try him.

“So no matter they couldn’t take the pain and killed themselves or they bore the pain with hope, there

was nothing that could be done in the end for them and they all departed this world, right?”

Georgia found her courage and asked that, while Antonio nodded heavily.

“Miss Lane, this is why I was sighing to you and Mr. Simpson. There’s been too many failures on my

end, but you don’t have to despair too much. The cases that came to me were at the end of their rope,

and there was nothing that could be done. They just wanted a miracle from me. They also didn’t have

that sort of special anti-cancer substances being actively generated in their body. Mr. Simpson is

different. His body has those two substances in balance. Sometimes, a person has to believe in

miracles, and I feel that Mr. Simpson is one such miracle.

“What we’re studying now is, whether or not the balance can be broken. After it’s broken, how can we

help Mr. Simpson? Mrs. Simpson, you’re a specialist at cancer treatments, and when you were talking

with me yesterday, we chatted about related subjects. You could research with me. A hundred years

ago, nobody could have pictured flying through the skies with airplanes. Twenty years ago, nobody

thought we’d be walking down the streets with smartphones, watching videos. So long as Mr.

Simpson’s condition is stable, we’ll get enough people to research, and possibly solve this problem.”

“Thank you for your comfort, Antonio. I know that I can’t give up hope no matter what. I have some

thoughts, but they’re disjointed. After I go back and arrange it, I’ll write up a full hypothesis and

experimental research direction report to discuss with you and see if it’s viable.”

“All right. A single person’s thought processes are limited. If you have a better thought pattern or if your

thoughts are more practical, we have to try to accomplish it. I’ve failed again and again over such

cases the last few years, and to be honest it dealt me a blow. If we can research a way to solve the

problem, it’ll be more than the joy of success waiting for us, but we’ll also help a lot of people.”

Georgia managed a smile.

She stood and bade Antonio farewell.

After Georgia got out, she went over and took Robert’s hand.

“Let’s go. Just in time to eat dinner back home.”

Robert took his wife’s hand gently, and let Ivan and Robert take the kids home.

In the car.

Other than the kids chatting from time to time, the adults almost didn’t speak at all.

By the time they got home, it was already night. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The chefs had prepared a rich dinner while they were notified halfway.

With all those people at home, even if Georgia didn’t have an appetite, the kids, Ivan and Wilson still

had to eat.

Dinner was finished in that peaceful and quiet atmosphere.

At night, Robert and Wilson took the kids and played around in the garden.

Georgia and Ivan stood on a quiet balcony on the second floor, talking.

“Georgia, ever since we came back from Antonio, you’ve been glum. What did you talk about alone

with Antonio? Something grim?”

“Not much. I just asked him what the situation of the failures he’d seen was like, then had him send

over those people’s figures. I wanted to study them.”

Georgia had only thought about it later on. After she left, she chatted with Antonio a while and had him

send the data over by email.

At the same time, she sent Sarah’s list of research staff over to Antonio, wanting him to help check

where those people were spreading now.

She’d had Wilson check it before, but Antonio lived here regularly and was part of such circles, even

occasionally getting in contact with people from the black market. With his connections, he could check

more rapidly, so Georgia had him help out.

Her thoughts were jumbled and she couldn’t muster the energy to do anything.

Logically speaking, she should be energetic right now and focusing on research, cooperating with

Antonio, believing she was invincible and a genius and that she could fix Robert.

She was in this line of work, after all. But she seemed to have lost all her confidence. She said she had

to work hard, but now she just wanted to stay here and have some peace and quiet to herself.

Doing nothing, thinking nothing.

“Georgia, I know you can easily think about the worst possible situation right now and magnify your

pessimistic thoughts, and think of the worst case scenario for Robert too. But you have to look on the

bright side, right? Other than fainting and coughing blood twice, Robert’s like us normal people most of

the time. No hint of being unwell. That proves that we’re doing good. There’s a lot of medical miracles.

People with cancer heal without cures sometimes with no medical reason. You need to look on the

bright side.”

Georgia forced a smile at Ivan.

“I understand all that. Maybe I just need a few hours to let out these feelings. I can’t be optimistic all

day at every moment. Don’t worry about me. Maybe I’ll come back swinging in a few hours. I just want

to be quiet alone for a while. Look at Robert. He hasn’t come over to bug me, right? I’m this close with

him, but he knows that even a couple doesn’t have to be meshed into each other’s lives every minute

of every hour. He knows I need to be quiet. When I’m tired and need him, he’ll come hold me. I can do

it. Go down and play with the kids too.”

Ivan smiled, somewhat relieved.

But before Ivan left, Georgia sent the list Sarah had given her to Ivan as well.