The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349 The Hidden Virus

Chapter 349 The Hidden Virus

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“Blood pressure and heart rate are both normal,” the nurse reported as she checked the monitors.

But Sloane’s fingers lingered on the patient’s wrist. The pulse felt steady, yet every seventh cycle there was the faintest hesitation-so subtle it might have gone unnoticed. She had only ever read of such a pulse pattern in her master’s ancient medical texts.

“Draw blood again,” Sloane ordered suddenly. “This time, separate the serum with low-temperature centrifugation.”

The attending physician frowned. “Dr. Rivers, this will be the third blood draw today. The standard tests already show nothing unusual…”

Sloane didn’t bother explaining. She picked up the needle herself and drew the sample. As the pale yellow blood filled the tube, she caught a flicker of bluish fluorescence, almost invisible, glinting under the light at a particular angle.

In the lab, standard analyses once again returned normal. The other doctors shook their heads, but Sloane retrieved a set of glazed crystal vessels her master had passed down to her. Activated only by specific sonic frequencies, they were part of a secret diagnostic method for poisons.

“Dr. Rivers, the patient needs rest…” one older doctor urged.

“Give me twenty-four hours,” she said firmly, locking the laboratory door behind her.

For an entire day and night, she alternated between sonic resonance, magnetic interference, and other unconventional methods. When the first rays of dawn pierced the window, the blood sample within the vessel finally revealed its true nature. Under a precise frequency of ultrasound, countless nano-sized viral particles shimmered into view-ghostlike, mimicking normal neurotransmitters but capable of unleashing lethal toxicity under specific conditions.

Sloane’s hands trembled. She immediately pulled up the electron microscope, comparing the structures against the medical database. The screen blazed red with a warning: “SARS-CoV-2 Spike Protein Variant.”

She shot to her feet, knocking over her teacup.

“Director, seal off the nineteenth floor immediately!” she shouted, bursting into the director’s office with the results in hand. “Activate top-level biosafety protocols!”

The director leapt from his chair in alarm. “What’s going on?”

Sloane projected the findings onto the large screen. “This virus has a dual incubation phase. The first disguises itself as memory loss. In the second, it suddenly activates and attacks cardiac cells, with a fatality rate approaching one hundred percent. Worse…” She pulled up another set of data. “Its aerosol transmissibility is three times greater than COVID-19.”

Realization drained the color from the director’s face. He immediately called Conor.

Papers rustled on the other end before his voice came through. “Your assessment?”

“Samantha-Dr. Bonnie-was very likely pushed forward as someone else’s pawn,” Sloane replied coldly. “If she knew the truth about this toxin, she wouldn’t still be in Stonebridge. That means she may also be a

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