Byron waited too long for an answer, the boiling anger inside erupted.

"Are you all deaf? I asked you, where is she?"

The leading expert quickly explained. "The…The situation is like this ... although Dr. Jacobs' condition has stabilized for the time being, however...she’s still unconscious. After our examination, the toxicity from the poison has caused damage to the cranial nerves, and we don't know when the patient will wake up."

As soon as the expert finished, a large hand grabbed him by the collar.

Even the expert himself was dragged forward two steps.

"President...President Lawrence...please calm down..."

The experts did not dare to resist, they just fearfully reminded him. "Miss Jacobs has been sent to the ward. If you are worried, you can go and see her."

Byron pulled the person closer and looked at him with burning eyes. "I got all of you here, not to hear you tell me these! I want her to be cured! Otherwise, what's the use of you?!"

The expert's face was completely