Daphne had just left the hospital with herb results.


    Sylvie came running after her but failed to catch up. Without wasting a second, she headed straight for the hospital director''s office.


    "Dr Adler! Dr. Adler!"


    The door suddenly swung open and startled the director, Renwick Adler, who had been drinking tex


    "Do you always have to be in such a hurry?" he grumbled. "You nearly gave me a heart attack"


    Sylvie pped theb results onto his desk. "There''s something unusual about this patient''sb result."


    He slowly set his teacup down. "What''s so unusual? You''ve said that a hundred times before."


    "Just read it, and you''ll understand what I mean."


    Renwick hadn''t thought much of it at first since Sylvie had a habit of overreacting. But when he reviewed theb results, hisposure slipped. He put on his sses and studied the report for a long time, yet he still couldn''t make sense of


    it


    No matter how he looked at it, something wasn''t right. But to prevent unrest within the hospital, he had no choice but to pretend that nothing was wrong. Taking off his sses, he said casually, "There''s nothing unusual here."


    Sylvie looked baffled. "But this clearly


    were just as strange. The interster empire is vast, so there are bound to


    He interrupted, "Didn''t the ER treat an injured Apekinst time? Some of their readings were just a be a few anomalies."


    "But Dr. Adler-


    Renwick interjected again, "That''s enough. I''ll take another look. If I find anything truly concerning, I''ll call you."


    He nced at the clock on the wall before continuing, "You''re still on duty, and plenty of patients are waiting. Get back to work"


    Sylvie had no choice but to leave.


    Once alone, Renwickimmediately put his sses back on and reviewed theb results again. The blood type seemed odd or even incorrect, although it appeared to be urate at first nce.


    He picked up the phone and made a call the line rang for a long time before it was finally answered.


    Berwick didn''t hold back when he spoke. "Well, has being the director of Beastlin Hospital for so long made you look down on us?"


    A deep chudde came from the other end, "Sorry, old buddy. I just returned from a meeting. What''s so urgent that you''re calling at this hour? Do you need help with somethingplicated?


    The man on the other end was Bryan, the director of Beastkin Hospital, who had personally conducted Daphne''s


    ne''s medical examination.


    "You know me best," Renwick said. “I''m sending over a fewb results. Take a look" He tapped the screen to forward the tiles.


    He continued, "This report doesn''t inalur pense. I can''t tell what''s wrong, but the blood type in particr-something''s off. The Blood Sampling Robo couldn''t determine it, and those machines have the entire interster empire''s blond database."


    Bryan immediately looked at the blood type section. When he saw the two dashes-inconclusive-his brow furrowed.


    But then be spotted the patient''s name, and everything fell into ce. She was Lester''s young ward. That exined it-there were no pure human blood types in the interster empire.


    Bryan''s eyes moved down to the following line. When he saw the word "pregnant," his hand trembled


    This. This couldn''t be Lester''s child, right? Should he tell him about it?


    He immediately picked up the phone. "I need to ask you something. Did shee alone for the test?"


    Renwick wasn''t sure either, so he quickly called Sylvie to contin..


    Bryan leamed that Daphane hade alone, with no one apanying her.


    That meant Lester might not know about her pregnancy.