“Hatice, look at this! You’re not going to believe your eyes!” One of the interns was bouncing in place at my elbow as I looked at their sample under the microscope. I was a little annoyed by his premature excitement because I was very sure this was not an antidote. The man’s body language seemed way too suspicious for me to just believe his word without testing the liquid.
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. The cells were alive.
“Run a few more tests to be sure viability is maintained over time. And get me those analysis reports on the components of this mixture.”
“Right away.” He grabbed a small aliquot of the antidote and began to dash away. In his haste, he bumped into me and spilled some of the contents onto me.
“Carefully!” I raised my voice, and he yelled a q
