Chapter 723: My laboratory just happens to be short-staffed_1

Then he thought about it again and said to her seriously, "Ms. Quinlan, when you see Master Cadmus later, you help him check up. If it can be treated, then treat it; if not, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

He pursed his lips, then added, "Master Cadmus's chronic headache isn't something new; many experts from home and abroad have tried but to no effect. After all, Amadeus just wanted you to take a look; he doesn't insist on a cure."

Mario Cagwin was listening by the side, and several times he really wanted to say, 'Mr. Garland, you shouldn't be so dismissive, Master Cadmus is, after all, one of The Ninth Institute's own.'

But looking at the girl with the bright and cheery expression, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Honestly, he still didn't believe that the girl in front of him had the ability to cure Master Cadmus's illness.

Master Cadmus's migraine was a chronic problem. If it were that easy to treat, it wouldn't have remained uncured for more than a decade.