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A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 341

After hearing Harold's answer, Audrey was stunned.

She looked at Harold in surprise.

"Quentin, what did you just say? You said... you were the inventor of sisplatin?" Did she hear it mistakenly? It shouldn't be that there was something wrong with her ears, right?

Harold glanced at her.

"Yes. I was the one who invented sisplatin. During the summer vacation last year, Cane and I worked together in the research institute of his father's friend. At the same time, we learned how to refine drugs. At that time, the director of the research and development department in the institute thought that my refining skills were very good, so he let me learn how to refine drugs with him."

At this point, Harold clenched his fists and the anger in his eyes intensified.

One day, I refined synthesized an ingredient of the medicine, which has a restraining effect on the tumor in the human body. I told Cane about this matter, and I also told Cane some of the extraction steps, but...

Audrey's heart sank. She thought intuitively that something had happened later.

Then Harold said, "I was kicked out of that research institute for the reason that I stole the money from the Institute's finance. I tried my best to refute, but it was of no avail."

I turned to Cane to let him help me prove my innocence. However, Cane said that there was nothing he could do. Later, I asked Cane to fetch the medicine that I had successfully invented from the research institute. However, Cane said that the medicine had been knocked and gone!

"I intended to make this drug again in the school's laboratory, but later I was set up by Susie. Then, I never made the drug again."

"Just a few days before I was arrested, I heard that Cane developed a drug that could suppress tumors and intended to apply for patents. Moreover, he intended to take the drug to compete for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. I realized that the drug that Cane was holding might be the drug that I had developed before. I called Cane but his mobile phone number was changed. At that time, I knew that he had transferred to University A. I found out his new phone number with great effort and I called him to ask about the ingredients of the drug. He stammered."

"Later, I was arrested and this matter was left unsettled, but..." The more Harold spoke, the more excited he became. He took my stuff and won the Nobel Prize in Medicine. He also told others that he developed the medicine by himself.

After hearing Harold's words, Audrey understood the whole thing.

Therefore, Cane, who won the Nobel Prize in Medicine with that drug was not the one who developed that drug. It was Harold who developed it.

No wonder Harold was so excited after seeing Cane winning the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Just think about it, anyone would be angry when someone stole their stuff and took them for granted, let alone Harold.

Audrey narrowed her eyes. "Do you have any evidence to prove that you personally developed sisplatin?"

Harold looked frustrated, shaking his head.

"No, I don't have any evidence. In addition to Cane, I also told the head of the R&D department. However, that research institute was run by a friend of Cane's father. The head of the R&D department won't help me!"

Harold's worry was not unreasonable.

The most important problem now was that Harold did not have any evidence at all. Even if Cane was sued, he would also charge Harold to fight back.

"So, now you don't have any evidence of making medicine, and you don't have the medicine you made back then, right?"

Harold sighed. "At that time, I left some materials in the research institute. A year has passed, and Cane must have taken all those materials."

Yes, since Cane decided to take Harold's stuff, he certainly would not leave any evidence that could threaten him.

It was troublesome.

"Because you have no evidence, you came to the press conference and planned to make trouble at the press conference, right?"

Harold said helplessly, "I didn't want to make trouble at the press conference in the beginning."

"Then when I entered the conference hall, who intended to rush to the news release platform?"

"I couldn't calm down at that time. Didn't you stop me later?" Harold coughed.

Audrey rolled her eyes at him.

"By the way, are you sure you told Cane all the methods and the proportion of ingredients about making the medicine?"

"I didn't tell him everything. I only told him a general idea. However, the materials and the methods of making them were very ordinary. As long as they were studied, they could be figured out."

Audrey smiled coldly... Harold thought too highly of other people.

If everyone could develop something just by studying it, would there be so many illnesses that were difficult to cure in the world?

From Harold's words, Audrey grasped one key point.

Perhaps... Cane had not completely mastered the methods of making the reagent. If that was the case... then it would be easy.

"Audrey, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Audrey was deep in thought, Harold frowned and asked.

"If that Cane doesn't know all the materials needed and the methods of making the reagent, can he make the final product?"

Harold thought for a while and said, "I left the finished product there at that time. As long as he carefully checked the ingredients, he should be able to make the final product!"

Should?

Audrey sneered.

Audrey's sneer made Harold shocked. "Audrey, you... what are you laughing at?"

Audrey cast him a sidelong glance. "Harold, if I give you a drug, can you calculate the content and the methods of making it?"

"Right, it... seems to be difficult."

Audrey raised her eyebrows. "So, do you think that without a specific amount of medicine and methods of making it, one can make the same product according to the final product?"

Harold was speechless.

"I'm afraid it's impossible."

"Audrey, what did you mean?" Harold thought that Audrey was implying something.

Audrey raised her hand and knocked on Harold's forehead.

"You are so silly, can't you understand?" Audrey reminded, "Since it is difficult for one to make the same thing according to a final product, will the effect of the medicine be the same as the original?"

"You mean..." Harold widened his eyes. "Is it possible that he still hasn't produced a real final product?"

"Yes!" Audrey narrowed her eyes slightly. "As long as you can produce the real medicine, I can get back the patent of the medicine for you."

"But..." Harold hesitated and said, "Which research institute is willing to let me make the medicine?"

Audrey raised her eyebrows. "I will handle it. Can you still produce the same product as before?"

"Sure!"

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