MEDICAL BREAKTHROUGH

Meanwhile, Haitao had secluded himself within his lab for several days, engulfed by his work. He didn't dare sleep without achieving the result he wanted. He is not known as the elusive Godly, mysterious Dr. H around the world for nothing; Haitao was relentless in his pursuit of perfection.

The lab was a sanctuary of innovation, filled with the hum of equipment and the soft glow of screens casting eerie shadows. Charts and formulas covered the walls, while test tubes and beakers cluttered the workbenches, the faint smell of chemicals permeating the air. The atmosphere was a blend of chaos and order, each element crucial to Haitao's experiments.

This time, however, a sense of contentment washed over Haitao as he gazed at the pills in his hand, the result of his hard effort. A triumphant smile crossed his face as he reached for his phone and dialed Amelia's number. The excitement in his eyes mirrored the scientific breakthroughs he had achieved.