Chapter 397: 153: Sylvia Thompson went crazy with jealousy and broke the scene on the spot!_2<div>


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    In the ss beaker on the experiment table, there floated an almost transparent cornea.


    Due to a failed experiment, the edge of the cornea had begun to show signs of yellowing and necrosis.


    Vi Thompson’s brow furrowed slightly as she reached out with her right hand, “Experiment logbook.”


    Xavier, who had already prepared these items, handed Vi the logbook without hesitation.


    Vi took the logbook.<div>


    She flipped through it quickly.


    So quickly that she didn’t even seem to be actually reading it, as if she were just toying with it.


    Seeing this, Sylvia Thompson’s face clearly showed her contempt.


    She knew Vi was just a pretender.


    Just wait!


    Real soon, Vi would be kicked out of the Laboratory.


    By that time, there would be a good show to watch.


    For a moment, theboratory fell silent.


    It was a bit quiet.


    Everyone was waiting for Vi to speak.


    Then Sylvia asked, “Master J, may I ask what you think about the experiment?”


    Vi did not pay attention to Sylvia, but turned towards Edward Bankston, “There are fiveyers to the cornea: the epithelial cellyer, Bowmanyer, stroma, Descemet membrane, and endothelial cellyer. Additionally, the cornea is full of extremely sensitive nerve endings, allowing the eyelids to instinctively close and protect the eye when foreign objectse into contact with it. However, your regenerated corneacks the most important stromayer and the corresponding nerve endings; hence, the widespread cell death.”<div>


    With a casual tone, Vi immediately identified the issue, and then began leading the team in carrying out experiments.


    Dressed in a blueb coat, her eyes slightly downcast as she focused on the experiments, Vi was indeed a striking sight.


    Her long and dense eyshes cast a faint shadow below her eyelids.


    Like a little fan.


    Xavier, who had initially shared Sylvia’s doubts about Master J, was now thoroughly convinced.


    There was a reason why Master J was called a ‘Master.’


    Then, he looked over at Sylvia.


    She was dumbfounded.


    A chill ran through her hands and feet.


    She had wanted to use this opportunity to unmask Vi’s fake persona and kick her while she was down.


    But, she never expected that Vi would actually


    Just then, Xavier whispered into her ear, “Master J is indeed amazing!”<div>


    With that, he continued, “No wonder the ancients often said, ‘Listening to a wise man is better than ten years of study.’


    Listening to Master J’s words was even more valuable than spending ten years in theb.”


    Sylvia forced a smile, “Yes, yes indeed.”


    She was furious!


    Furious to death!


    If it weren’t for witnessing it firsthand, she would never have believed that Vi was Master J.


    Up until today, she had taken pride in being the only female member of the KV researchb.


    But now?


    With Vi Thompson outshining her


    What did she amount to?


    Sylvia even felt like a fool herself.


    “p, p, p!”<div>


    At this moment, thunderous apuse resounded in theboratory.


    “Master J, you are truly amazing!”


    “Great!”


    Almost everyone’s gaze was drawn to Vi.


    She was like a shining pearl gleaming in the darkness.


    Vi’s expression remained indifferent, as did her voice, “Completing the Sight Restorer n requires repeated experimentation; it’s not something that can be aplished overnight. I can only guide everyone this far; the rest is still up to you. Keep up the good work!”


    The road in biology is long and full of obstacles.


    Only through enduring countless failures can one glimpse the future and embrace the rainbow.


    “Master J, I cannot thank you enough!” Edward Bankston walked over and shook hands with Vi.


    “You’re wee,” Vi replied, “It’s my honor to offer some hope to the blind people. I wish all of you sess in your experiments and to win international awards soon!”


    Sylvia looked up at Vi, jealousy evident in her eyes.


    How she wished she could be the one standing by Edward Bankston’s side.<div>


    But how did it be Vi instead?


    How did it be Vi!


    She should have been better than Vi.


    Sylvia clenched her fist hidden in her sleeve.


    Her knuckles turned white from the pressure, and the whole person felt suffocated by jealousy.


    “Master J, could you please sign an autograph for me?”


    “Master J, I want one too!”


    More and more people gathered in front of Vi, asking for her autograph.


    Vi generously obliged.


    Sylvia touched the pen and paper she had prepared in her pocket, her heart turning cold.


    Initially, she had been the only one in the Thompson n seeking Master J’s autograph, but it turned out that Master J was Vi herself.


    How ironic.<div>


    So very ironic!


    As she left theb, the sky had already darkened.


    Vi declined Edward Bankston’s offer to drive her home, instead opting to rent a shared bicycle by the roadside, cing the bouquet of flowers in the basket.