Chapter 430 Blending Incense

Ingrid realized that the most important bargaining chip she had was slipping away.

Panicked, she bit her pale lips, unsure of what to do next. Just as she wavered, a strong hand landed firmly on her frail shoulder.

Alfred, tall and imposing, casually removed his mask, his sharp eyes revealing a trace of fierceness. He no longer displayed the playful charm he had in front of the Moores. His eyes lowered, and his voice turned serious yet comforting.

"Mrs. Ingrid, I'm Alfred, Melody's brother-in-law. She can't leave for now, so I'll protect you.

"Anything you need to say or prove, you can do it. The Moores are behind Melody. Since you've treated her well, the Moores will stand by you."

When Alfred mentioned the Moores, Knox frowned, feeling the surname sounded vaguely familiar.

Ingrid glanced at him. She didn't know Alfred, but she had seen photos of Edward that Melody sometimes sent.noveldrama

Alfred and Edward shared similar features, both with striking bone structures and undeniable handsomeness.

They both carried a commanding presence that ordinary people simply didn't have.

If someone else had said those words, Ingrid might have doubted them.

But the Moores' distinct looks were so striking that even a brief interaction made it clear they were

different from the rest. It was enough to make Ingrid believe him.

Relieved, she finally let go of her worries. "Alright."

In the research hall at Sommerville Hospital, Suzanna stood in front of a table full of instruments, surrounded by various types of incense powder.

Though she kept her demeanor calm and obedient, she felt uneasy inside.

She had no idea why Alfred had shown up. He seemed tough and not easy to handle.

Cameron, still unconscious from anesthesia, was another problem. Suzanna didn't understand why Alfred

insisted on moving him to the research hall, even with the IV drip still attached.

He explained that Cameron, being the victim, needed to be present.

It seemed unreasonable, yet even Edgar didn't dare question Alfred, let alone the Shields.

Suzanna began mixing the incense powders, using three grams each of agarwood, sandalwood,

frankincense, and lavender powder, along with one gram each of

Angelica Dahurica, der,

fennel.

and

She ground them into a fine powder and sifted it through a 120-mesh sieve.

Her method was standard for blending incense. Once she finished, she let out a small sigh of relief. Thankfully, she had a backup plan, remembering the small pinch of incense materials her grandfather had provided her.

It gave her the knowledge she needed to handle the current situation.

She calmly explained, "Next, it'll be stored in a magnetic box for aging over several days. Afterward, it'll be molded into incense coils. The best effects will be achieved when burned at midnight."

Her clear explanation put everyone at ease. Suzanna was indeed the mysterious expert in meridian suturing,

and now it seemed shen et

was also an expert in

incense-making. She truly had many tafents.

"Professors, as a sign of my sincerity, I'll make more of this 'Slumber Incense' and donate it to your

institution to help more patients recover," Suzanna added, which pleased Edgar.

Just as she finished speaking, the large screen behind her suddenly turned on.

It displayed footage of Suzanna sneaking into Ingrid's room in search of the 'Slumber Incense.' The scene was now visible to everyone in the room.

The entire audience was left in shock.

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