That night, Emma stayed up later than usual. The desk lamp illuminated her delicate face, reflecting in her deep eyes, which were focused with intense concentration. On the computer screen, the photos she had taken of Ricard's documents appeared clearly. Her hand kept moving through each image, zooming in, zooming out, examining every tiny detail.
She began listing the machines used in Anna's IVF research process. The medical knowledge she had once learned from her father resurfaced, helping her better understand what was happening in this project.
"A high-speed centrifuge for separating cells," she murmured, her index finger pointing at the image of a modern device. "A microinjection machine for precisely injecting sperm into eggs. An automated embryo culture system with tightly controlled temperature and CO₂ conditions."
