Chapter Seventy-Six: Approaching the Experiment

"It's okay, just say it! Sooner or later, he's going to have to take part in our experiments. ”

Pete turned his head to the side and said, "Just because he accidentally made the patient heal last time?" He's pretty much recovered. ”

"But isn't it because his skin has ulcerated for a long time?" Chen Xiong asked rhetorically.

"I don't agree with him participating in the experiment!" Pete said.

"Take it one step at a time! Take your time to understand. Chen Xiong didn't care about Pete's opinion, looked at me and said.

I was ecstatic but pretended to be calm, and Chen Xiong finally began to trust me.

Pete sneered with disdain on his face and said, "Command the leather face kung fu." ”

I humbly said, "I'm not very good at that." Besides, don't I have to take care of Mr. Chen? I really don't have time to care about that much. ”

Chen Xiong said: "It's not that complicated, you just need to take care of the work I arrange for you." ”

This just happy mood cooled down for a while, and it was finally contacted.

"I haven't always listened to you. Mr. Xiao Chen has not recovered according to your instructions. I looked tentatively at Chen Xiong.

"Recently, the experiment has hit a bottleneck, and you continue to formulate herbs suitable for the recovery of various physiques." Chen Xiong said in a commanding tone.

"You take him to see some patients who are almost recovering." Chen Xiong said to Pete.

"Boss, I said, they don't need these and they've started to recover! It's just in vain. Pete reluctantly led me to another ward.

It seems that he knows that he can't change Chen Xiong's opinion, so he can only complain.

I looked back at Chen Xiong, who took off the protective shield on his head. Head out of the lab.

I followed Pete. Came to a hospital room. This time, the patients in this ward were lying in bed intact.

Pete handed me the information, and I looked at the information, name, Liang Liang. 55 years old, heart transplant.

Oh, isn't this pure self-righteousness?

"Heart transplant?" I asked.

"That's right! Good performance, the medicine has been very stable, don't get worse with herbs. Pete pulled away.

I watched Liang Liang in the ward, who was full of instruments in the province. The name is also quite cool.

It didn't limit my freedom. But drinking coffee every time I come is also detrimental to me.

I walked out of the room with the papers. Look up and see almost a meter of a surveillance. dispelled the idea of me looking around. Too much surveillance. And he was too lax in his care. I went back to the ward and tried to remember as much as I could about the person's condition and the time of the operation. The more I look at it, the more incredible it becomes, the transplant is a 20-year-old young man, whose name is Liang Bo.

Liang Bo? Coincidentally, they are all surnamed Liang, but this kind of information is estimated to be impossible for patients to see. I always feel that this piece of paper with the information of the donor Liang Bo is different from the others.

The following is a record of the patient's physical information. The report was that the surgery was successful and that all the patient's indicators were normal.

Since it's all so normal, just sit back and wait for recovery, why do you want me to do it?

I was in a daze with the information, and Pete was not there, but there was surveillance, so I could only pretend to test the patient's pulse and look at the whites of my eyes. Stare at the data research.

But aren't there any other caregivers here? Or am I here, and the paramedics will all graduate?

The hand is on the patient's wrist, but he is thinking about something else.

Absentmindedly looking at the patient. Lying quietly on the hospital bed, his face is very clean and there is no slag, giving people a very learned feeling, although lying like this should be a person who reads poetry and books from the face.

Sure enough, leaving me here to monitor my movements, Chen Xiong and Pete came in the direction Pete walked.

The two of them came to the ward at the same time.

Pete asked first, "How?" What is the opinion on this patient? ”

I'll look at Chen Xiong and look at Pete. Looked at the old man lying on the bed. My face is expressionless, but I am playing the drums in my heart, Nanli is not there, Lisa is not there, I have to make it up myself!

"I don't have a big opinion, the intuitive Professor Pete is a great doctor! It's better to sigh to yourself! I looked at Pete complimentingly.

Pete looked up triumphantly, looking proud.

"The boss wants him to wake up soon. You see if there's any way to get him back as soon as possible. Pete looked at me and said.

"Thisβ€”" I hesitated to say. I kept thinking about all kinds of possible outcomes. My gut told me that I couldn't meddle with this person.

"I don't think I need to set up herbs! The recovery is so good that no additional treatment is needed. I glanced at Chen Xiong.

Chen Xiong's face was expressionless.

Sneaking a look at Pete.

Pete had a look of course on his face.

"Try some herbs! Nourishing ones are also fine. After all, he is an old man, and his physique is weak. Chen Xiong still said expressionlessly.

Pete frowned with a look of displeasure.

"Mr. Chen, I..." I still want to excuse myself.

"It's just adjuvant therapy." Chen Xiong interrupted me.

"It's not that I don't want to boil, it's just that how can he take medicine?" I asked.

"I woke up at meal time, and the old man didn't accept that he had a new heart for a while, and he woke up excited, and the excitement was easy to recover." Chen Xiong said.

"Oh! You have to recover quickly, and you can't get too excited. I nodded applicably.

But deep down, I really don't want to meddle with this old man.

Pete looked at the old man with a serious face.

Go back and ask Lisa for the research prescription.

I followed Chen Xiong out of the ward.

Before leaving, Pete asked for the materials in my hand to go back. I try to memorize the information inside.

It seems that this information cannot be leaked.

"How's Chen Ming?" Chen Xiong asked me.

I just thought that my brother wouldn't be wiped out, but I still cared. Although I firmly believe that it is not his brother.

"Do what you tell him to do and keep him in the healthiest way he is." I said helplessly.

"Hmm!" Chen Xiong nodded, "The bodyguards will send you back." β€œ

With that, he turned around and went back.

I followed the bodyguard to the parking lot.

The bodyguard opened the door and I got into the car.

Sitting in the car and thinking about the information I saw, I somehow cared about one of Liang Bo's messages.

The bodyguard got into the car and handed me a can of coffee, which I took and put next to the car door without opening it.

The bodyguard turned around and asked, "Don't you drink coffee?" ”

I shook my head and forced a smile and said, "Your coffee is not refreshing at all." ”

The bodyguard scratched his head.

Turn around and go back and tap your fingers on the steering wheel.

It seems that I am thinking about how to make me and Coffey not drink coffee, firstly, to stay awake, and secondly, to make things difficult for the bodyguards, so that I can stay here a little longer and observe the situation here.

I can't figure out Chen Xiong's intentions, since he asked me to boil medicine despite Pete's objections, it shows that Chen Xiong's plan should have me, as for what he wants to do, I don't know yet. I can only walk slowly and watch.

Pete didn't want me to participate, and it made sense, after all, he did the surgery, and I was stealing credit from him for inserting it now.

The bodyguard suddenly opened the door and got out of the car, opening the door on my side.

Pick up the coffee, open it and hand it to me, "Drink it!" ”

This bodyguard is really stubborn.

"I really don't want to drink it." I looked at him and said, "Can you please drink?" ”

"Ahh A scream was heard from the entrance to the ward.

I looked back over there.

I lost consciousness when I felt a wave of pain.