Daniel
While our home life had become tense, Carolina and I worked a lot better at the laboratory. She had spent most of her weekend locked in her room or cooped up in the kitchen, mixing some herbs. According to her, the basic recipe would only heal minor cases. She said she would double the dosage first. She even made notes of the specific dosages.
“Take a look at this,” she beckoned to me with one hand, her eyes focused on the microscope.
I quietly obeyed. Caro let me have a turn at whatever she was looking at. The diseased cells that Ara and Shawn collected from the hospital were starting to look better, using the double dosage Caro concocted. It was not a perfect cure yet because the cells did not look like they were fully restored.
A healthy cell looked smooth and round, while
