"But there are two sides to everything. They have indeed advanced global scientific research, but they have also made the world more volatile due to excessive research into weapons of destruction. In order to study whether animals can be as intelligent as humans, I don't know how many creatures have been locked up in laboratories, and batches of researchers have been replaced. In order to explore the various supernatural abilities of human beings, they locked many people in closed laboratories and conducted all kinds of experiments, which were completely inappropriate for an ordinary person to see. The corridors in the lab often need to be cleaned, as they are often covered in blood, both animal and human. ”

"Where did you get out?"

There was a sad look in Cher's eyes, and this look was the first time that Guan Ke had noticed it. "Not bad. I thought I wouldn't be able to see the sky outside, and I would spend time in the laboratory from birth to death. Until one day......"

She had only read about the sky in books, but she had never actually seen it. Through the depictions in these books, she can imagine in her mind what the blue sky would look like. If you have the opportunity to really see it, it is also a great blessing in life.

Cher's lab is different from other places in that the perimeter is not separated by white glass walls, but by thick white cement walls. There are three long energy-saving lamps hanging on the top all year round, and they have never been extinguished. Because it is always lit, in the experimental base, most of them have no difference between day and night, people sleep when they are sleepy, and when they wake up, they may see some white coats studying something on their bodies, or they will never wake up.

Cher wears a hospital gown all year round, and her blue and white clothes are spotless. In fact, she didn't have any other colors of clothes except for this one. In the time she wakes up, in addition to constantly treating some injured small animals, the rest of the time is spent washing clothes to pass the time. The blue stripes on those hospital gowns became lighter and lighter as they were washed more and more, and now only a light shade of blue could be seen.

Probably because she didn't see the sun for a long time, Cher's face was very pale. This pallor is not aesthetically pleasing, it just makes her look a little sickly. There were thirteen doctors in charge of treating her "condition", nine men and four women. Among them, most of the male doctors are "studying" her condition, while the female doctors are mostly responsible for Xue'er's daily life, and occasionally give male doctors a hand.

Among the four female doctors, one named Tao Wangmei is very fond of Xue'er. According to the regulations of the experimental base, the staff is not allowed to bring anything from the outside world in, but Tao Wangmei gave Xue'er a watch, just because Xue'er often chatters and doesn't know the difference between day and night, so she wants to buy a watch and give it to her when she goes out.

Even if this watch seems ordinary to the outside world, it cannot be brought in without the tacit approval of many managers and committees. Tao Wangmei didn't know how many high-level executives of the company had come into contact with and how many benefits she had promised, so that she could put this inconspicuous tool for recording time on Xue'er's wrist.

As a result, although Cher still doesn't know the changes of day and night, she also knows the passage of time. Since she had a watch, she woke up with her eyes and had one more job, which was to see where the hour, minute, and second hands on the watch were pointing.

Originally, her treating physician drew blood once every three days, and the time for blood drawing was also fixed at eight o'clock, and the amount of blood drawn before Cher had breakfast was only about five to six milliliters, but things gradually changed.

After Xue'er had a watch, after the hands turned seven or eight times in a row, the number of blood tests was increasing, and the dose taken each time was slowly increasing. From once a day to three or four times a day, the hour hand has only rotated three times.

Although Cher's food level is gradually improving, high-protein, nutritious things are often placed on Cher's small table, but Cher's face is still getting paler, and the degree of this sickness is getting more and more obvious, and her doctors can see her weakness on her face at a glance after entering the door. Despite this, Cher's treating physicians are increasing the amount of blood they draw.

In this regard, Xue'er thought at first that it was really the need of the experiment, but when she found that the number of extractions and the dose were gradually increasing, she realized that something was wrong. She knew that her physicians had a mission they had to accomplish, so she held back at first, but curiosity was a strange thing, and the more it was hidden, the more lush it grew.

One morning, John, Smith, and Berger walked into Cher's "cabin" with blank faces as usual. John came to Cher's side, crouched down, took the syringe from the plate he was holding behind Berger, rolled up Cher's sleeve, and pierced the thin needle into the vein in Cher's arm.

This syringe was obviously several sizes larger than the previous few days, and Xue'er only felt a slight tingling, and the red blood on the syringe had grown a little taller for a long time.

Berger behind him glanced at Cher's pale face, and there was a hint of unbearability on his face. But he quickly adjusted his facial expression and reverted to a numb appearance.

Even so, Xue'er was keenly aware of the change in Berger's expression, coupled with the doubts in her heart for several days, she couldn't help but ask in a somewhat weak voice: "What happened, why is there more and more blood drawn?"

The three male doctors immediately pursed their mouths tightly, and their elongated faces were almost longer than those of donkeys.

In fact, Xue'er already had the answer in her heart. I'm afraid that Wisps can't study her supernatural abilities, and the high-level people are a little impatient, urging the people in the laboratory to speed up the pace of research. The doctors must have gradually increased the number and quantity of blood draws under the mandatory orders of their superiors.

The slight tingling continued, making Cher feel that time had passed so long. It was a long time before she saw that the purple-red blood had filled eighty percent of the syringe.

John was a very appearance-conscious physician, and his beard above and below his lips was neatly trimmed. At some point, John's face was very close to Cher's ear. Cher was watching the changes in the syringe, wondering if she was going to drain her own blood, when she heard an inaudible voice: "Prepare to escape." She thought she had misheard, and looked at John suspiciously. The uncle's face had been removed again, still staring blankly at the scale of the syringe.

Cher looked at the two doctors behind her again, and saw that they, like John, were looking down at the syringe and silent. She looked down at the oversized syringe silently, but thought in her heart that what she had just heard was definitely not a whisper. It's a slight sound, but it's real. She could tell it was John's voice. She has been with her doctors for more than ten years, and although she doesn't talk much when she meets each time, she is already very familiar. Although not really family, Cher has come to treat them as her own, and she thinks her doctors should too.

Trust is always mutual. She was confident that her physicians would never say such a thing for no reason.

In his thoughts, the large tube of syringes was already full. John skillfully took out a cotton ball from the tray next to him, pressed it against Cher's needle wound, and quickly pulled out the syringe. John said "get some rest" and left with the other two doctors.

In fact, Cher has nothing to prepare, because she doesn't have anything precious, except for the watch in her hand, just a few washed white hospital gowns. After the doctors left, Cher chewed slowly and ate all the food of the day.

She lay in the hospital bed, closed her eyes and couldn't sleep. At that time, Xiaohua was already by her side. Little Flower lay in her arms and barked at her whispering cat. She knew it was trying to comfort her, so she gently touched its head. Xiaohua screamed softly and comfortably, and stopped making a sound.

Flora had begged Dr. John to stay a long time ago. This cat was also encountered during a daily "treatment" animal. Its black and white hair was covered in blood, which had clotted into blood clots. Although Xiaohua lay on the ground crookedly, she still opened her mouth full of thin sharp teeth and roared at Xue'er in a low voice. It had several long whiskers in its mouth, and it was shaking dangerously, very much like a female tiger who had lost her cubs.

Cher was not intimidated by its ferocity, she was used to seeing many more ferocious beasts. She just gently and gently put her little hand on Xiaohua's head and stroked it over and over again.

At first, the cat was bluffing to bite, but after being petted by Cher three times, its low roar had gradually subsided, and finally it was inaudible. Although it still had a lot of blood on its body, it was able to stand up. It stuck out its bloody tongue and licked and licked at Cher's palm.

Cher didn't retract her hand, and let the cat lick it. Perhaps out of loneliness, she proposed to Dr. John that she should keep the cat as her companion. John was silent for a long time, and even now, Cher can remember Dr. John's serious face.

When John heard Cher's request, he began to walk around the room, as if pondering a very difficult matter. Now that Cher thinks about it, Dr. John must have been thinking about how to convince the upper echelons to agree to keep Xiaohua by her side.

At that time, Cher thought that it was a simple thing to leave a little flower cat, but now it seems that it is not much easier than being able to wear a watch on her wrist.