You Thought Too Highly of Others

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...