Volume 1 Dawn Chapter 48 The Birth of Eros

April 23, 2016, Hanning First People's Hospital, Brain Ward.

Shen Cheng held the pen tightly, the tip of the pen stopped on the top of the paper for a long time and did not put the pen down, he looked at the surgical consent form in his hand, and his heart was tormented for a long time.

Suddenly, a pale hand was placed on Shen Cheng's hand, weak and weak.

"It's okay husband, it's going to be fine." Sitting next to him was his wife, wearing a white headscarf on top of her head and her hair had fallen out from chemotherapy.

Shen Cheng turned his head to look at her, his eyes full of tears. He forced out a smile and signed the paper.

Before entering the operating room, Shen Cheng held his wife's hand and walked to the door. He watched as the doctors pushed her into the operating room, then closed the door.

He waited anxiously in front of the door, pacing back and forth, slamming his head against the wall, sitting on the ground ....

After four or five hours, when the light on the top of the door finally dimmed, he hurriedly stood up and walked with the anesthesiologist into the postoperative observation room.

In the ward, Shen Cheng sat on a chair beside his wife's bed, holding his wife's hand. He looked at his wife, who had not yet woken up, and began to think crankily in his heart.

After more than thirty minutes like this, Shen Cheng suddenly felt his wife's fingers tremble, he looked at his wife, and finally opened his eyes.

"Did you sleep well?" Shen Cheng asked with a smile.

“... Hmmm...," the wife said weakly, closing her eyes lazily again, "I dreamed of eating cake... I just woke up when I wanted to take a bite...."

"I'll buy it for you in a moment." Shen Cheng said with a smile.

His wife was diagnosed with brain cancer at the beginning of last year, and the doctor said that she would not live for more than two years, but Shen Cheng did not accept his fate, and while taking his wife to actively fight cancer, he used all his resources to develop anti-cancer drugs.

After being tired for too long, the stubble on Shen Cheng's face grew a lot, and his hair became messy. It wasn't until later that the company decided that he could no longer lead the team and contribute to the company.

"While the loss has not been discovered above, you quickly submit your resignation letter early tomorrow morning, and I will classify it as a directional error of the team, and change the ledger to fill in this gap."

In the underground parking lot of the hospital, Shen Cheng's boss said to him.

"Please give me some more time, as long as that batch of drugs is approved, I will be able to..."

"What can you ??!!?" The boss yelled at him, "Those drugs are all prohibited, do you think the customs will let you through?!" If you don't resign immediately, the company will rely on you for the loss, can you take this responsibility?! ”

The boss is actually well-intentioned, Shen Cheng has been bent on going his own way this year, using the company's resources to smash on the research of anti-cancer drugs without authorization, if he is blamed by the company's board of directors before the contract is terminated, he will face a huge amount of compensation.

"No... Please.. Please..."Shen Cheng knelt down in front of him, hugging his boss's leg and crying.

"Alas...."The boss looked at him and sighed helplessly, "Give me the letter of resignation by noon tomorrow at the latest." ”

After saying that, the boss left the parking lot, leaving Shen Cheng to kneel alone, crying in despair.

Just a few minutes after the boss left, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and the man's pace was slower and smoother.

"You need that batch of medicine to save your wife, don't you?" The man walked over and handed out a business card to Shen Cheng, "My name is Zheng Qiwen, and I am the general manager of Ai Weng." ”

Shen Cheng glanced up, the person in front of him didn't look as old as himself, but there was a sense of sophistication in his eyes, which was deep and hairy.

After that, Shen Cheng submitted his resignation letter and moved to Ion. The treatment there was beyond his imagination, and Manager Zheng immediately made him the director of the project and provided him with a lot of resources.

Shen Cheng was very grateful to Ai Weng, and devoted himself to his work in the days that followed, and the special medicine was getting closer and closer to success, but at the same time, the time to accompany his wife became less and less.....

On November 5, 2018, Ai Weng Technology R&D Company, the second workshop of the Biochemistry Research Laboratory.

"On November 5, 2018, the 67th drug experiment, test drug No. 74, the third test subject of the apian family." Shen Cheng said to the voice recorder in his hand.

He had been in the lab for three days, and he hadn't been in or out of the lab, and he hadn't slept during that time. The hospital had already issued him a critical illness notice yesterday, and he didn't have much time left.

"Although the regeneration rate of all cells increased significantly, the brain cells did not achieve the expected regenerative activity, but on the contrary, there were a large number of side effects, and the test subjects became manic after taking the drug, and their physical fitness increased significantly."

With that, he tossed the recorder aside and roared loudly. Despair swallowed him, he failed, and his desire to save his wife was shattered. He sat on the ground, letting his heart be destroyed by despair.

Shen Cheng picked up the handmade glass bottle that was rolling on the ground, it was a gift made to him by his wife, and it was printed with the pattern of a butterfly, which was his wife's favorite creature.

"Mr. Shen!" An assistant hurriedly ran into the laboratory and said to Shen Cheng, who was sitting on the ground, "Your wife is in the hospital, she is dying!" ”

The corners of Shen Cheng's mouth twitched, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. He ran out of the workshop like crazy and ran all the way to the hospital in a lab coat.

When he arrived at the ward, his wife had just finished resuscitating and was lying weakly on the hospital bed, surrounded by a circle of brain doctors.

The head of the brain department walked towards him, shook his head helplessly, and then the director took his doctor and left the ward together.

Shen Cheng slowly walked to the head of the bed and sat beside his wife. He held his wife's hand tightly and took her into his arms, the expression on his face was calm, and his heart was already torn into smithereens.

The wife felt the warm embrace of her husband and a smile appeared on her face.

She had an oxygen tube in her nose, an infusion tube in her arm, and a monitor clip on her finger, and she was in such pain, but when she saw her husband by her side, the pain disappeared.

The wife wanted to drag this broken body so that she could accompany Shen Cheng more, but now this wish has reached its original deadline.

“... My dear... Let me go...."

His wife said weakly in his arms, and even when the sun shone on her eyes, there was not much light left.

"Live well.... Wait until I get over there.... I don't want my friends to see my husband so sloppy....."

Shen Cheng smiled, his smile full of exhaustion, reluctance, and remorse. Knowing this, he took his wife on a global trip. My wife has always been very fond of Greek mythology, and she has always wanted to visit those temples....

He hugged his wife and wept silently. After hugging for a long time, he finally agreed to his wife's request.

Shen Cheng kissed his wife lightly on the forehead, slowly removed the oxygen tube on the tip of his nose, turned off the infusion, and removed the finger clip from his finger.....

The machine at the head of the bed made a long alarm sound, and after Shen Cheng unplugged the power of the machine, he sat at the head of the bed with his wife in his arms and sang a lullaby to her.

“.... Sleep~, sleep~.... I... Dear Treasure ~~Bei~~~"

His wife slowly closed her eyes in his arms, and a smile remained on the corner of her mouth.

The man's tears flowed as he pressed his chin to the top of his wife's head and sang a lullaby with difficulty.

If you ask me what he sings about it, I'll say it's the worst lullaby I've ever heard in my life, but unlike all that, his voice is full of reluctance, and he wishes so much that his wife doesn't need to sleep.

The sunlight outside the window fell on the two of them, shining on Shen Cheng's sloppy stubble and his wife's pale hands. The reason why his wife was able to survive so long was because she was reluctant, but when she found out that she had become a burden, she chose to leave.

[Before dying, what you think about is not your own person, but your lover]

It is said that Shen Cheng hugged his wife and cried for a long time that day, and every doctor or nurse in the hospital did not bother him when he passed by, and he held his wife until the evening, until the morgue came to pick her up.

Later, after Shen Cheng dealt with his wife's funeral, he returned home alone, drank beer when he woke up, and got drunk when he could, and sat on the sofa after drinking, and stayed for a day.

Until one day, Manager Zheng came to his door in person, and after pressing the doorbell for a long time and no one responded, he kicked the door open and walked in.

Finally, because of the loud noise, Shen Cheng sat on the sofa and raised his head to look at him.

Manager Zheng raised his hand and waved it in front of his face, looking at the messy room with a disgusted expression, the smell of wine here was too strong. He looked at Shen Cheng with some helplessness in his heart.

"Want to save your wife?" Manager Zheng asked him, "Have you heard of the 'Styx Project'?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Cheng's eyes regained a glimmer of light, and he blinked unconsciously.

Seeing that Shen Cheng was interested, he continued: "After studying your drug, I will let you participate in the Styx project." ”

After that day, Shen Cheng somewhat returned to his usual life, and gradually became no longer sloppy, becoming the deputy general manager of one of Ion's subsidiaries, and also working part-time as a psychological counselor.

According to Mr. Zheng, diverting his attention can help him get back on his feet as soon as possible.

With a residual glimmer of hope, it was until the end of 2019. Eventually, he succeeded in developing a drug, 'psyche', according to Ion's request.

The main effect of this agent is for nerve remodeling, and for patients with incomplete or damaged brain tissue, it can speed up the healing of brain tissue, which can be inhaled from the nose or injected.

Among them, some of the compounds used for chemical bond recombination, combined with the action of adrenaline, will speed up the healing of cells throughout the user's body under the injection method.

However, if the average person takes it, it will produce a series of side effects that are repulsive to the drug - deep hallucinations.

That night, as usual, he was doing experiments in the laboratory. He sat in a high chair with a tube of highly concentrated drug samples on a table next to him.

He held the photo of himself and his wife in his hand, and looked at the two hugging each other under the coconut tree, Shen Cheng gradually fell into a trance. When he put the frame back in place, he accidentally knocked over the tube of reagent.

The glass tube fell to the ground and shattered, and the potion flowed in the glass shards, Shen Cheng hurriedly leaned down to pick it up, but he ignored that he was sitting in a high chair, lost his center of gravity, and fell from the chair to the ground.

When he came to his senses, he found that the pile of debris had pierced his upper body, and the green potion seeped into his blood along the glass shards. That's a sample that's fifty times thicker than a regular drug.

After a struggle, Shen Cheng fainted.

Recalling this, Shen Cheng sat in the bedroom of the mansion, holding his wife's photo frame in his hand.

[.... It's time to go, Eros... It's time for that kid to wake up..]

The demonic voice that was parasitic in his mind echoed again.

[.... We'll have to go downstairs and get a good look at him....]