"Rescue? Haven't been here in three months? Western stared blankly, looking at the ceiling, and there was a radiating pain in his head.

It looks like an ICU, and I've been in the ICU for three months?

Thinking of the standard of hospital fees, Western only felt that his head hurt even more, although he had medical insurance, but even if it was medical insurance, it didn't mean that all the expenses were handed over to the insurance company, and he was inexplicably sent to the hospital, had an operation that "I don't know how much it cost", and stayed in this damn ICU for three months......

I may have gone bankrupt!

Western's eyes were moist, and he remembered the expressions of countless patients under his hands, and the first thing that came to him after being rescued was tears of sadness and sadness.

The old man's voice was helpless: "There are monsters in the city...... Now the storm is still so strong, no one dares to go out, everyone who can go is gone, we can't get you away, we can only stay, fortunately there is still some food, and there is no shortage of water! But the good news is that you're finally awake! ”

"Monsters... That's not a monster! Western looked at the old man, "That's a superhuman!" ”

"Superman?" The old man shook his head, "It's impossible, those are just zombie-like things, we don't dare to go out for fear of being infected!" The people who left the hospital never came back, and who knows if they have also become monsters! ”

"Hehe, you don't know the truth!" Western wanted to shake his head, only to feel his neck heavi.

"You know that?" The old man looked at him with interest, "Let's talk about it, it will also help your brain function recover." ”

"Can I trust you? You didn't even tell me your name. ”

"Mike Lee, call me Mike, I'm your director." The old man patted him gently, "I'm really worried that you will become a vegetative person, or lose your memory as soon as you wake up, now it seems that it is not bad, otherwise it would be pointless for me to stay here!" ”

The old man took his hand as he spoke, and Western tried to look away, seeing him holding a nail clipper and cutting his own nails.

"Cut your nails!" The old man said casually.

Click, crisp sound.

It's a weird feeling, usually this kind of thing is done by nurses, Western looked at the old man, and struggled to earn: "Thank you..."

"I'm not GAY, but now no one is doing this, but I'm coming. A person's nails grow a millimeter a day, and I only cut them for you once every three days. The old man smiled and said, "Try not to move." Everyone else is gone, I don't know how many times I want to go, but... Alas, who made us doctors! ”

There was silence in the room again.

Mike Lee put down Western's hand and walked to the other side to cut the nails of his other hand: "Our food will last for a week or so. There aren't too many medicines left...... Broadcast communications were also cut off...... It feels like the end times, and we are trapped in a lonely city. ”

He stood up and patted Western: "You seem to be a person with a story, what happened before?" ”

Western tried to look at him, then closed it again: "What you want to know is terrible, the government will definitely make trouble for you, are you still willing to listen?" ”

"Here? What kind of government is there...... Who knows how long we'll live,......" Mike Lee shrugged nonchalantly, "Say, I've been looking at you like a corpse all this time, it's so boring!" ”

Western sighed, closed his eyes, and after a while, began to speak: "I remember that day, in the afternoon, during a thunderstorm, the hospital sent a patient who was struck by lightning... His name is Shaun...... He's Asian, and when I saw him, he was almost dead......"

"Oh? Did you bring him back to life? ”

"......" I was trying to test the drug, Western recalled, "the guy recovered in a day, and he recovered very quickly, and I kept some of his stuff, clothes and blood, and wanted to study it." And then there was the Midley Street incident......"

Western paused.

"Midley Street, you mean the gangster?" Mike Lee said as if he remembered something.

"It wasn't the gangster, he did it, I know!" Western raised his voice slightly, and began to gasp again.

Mike Lee patted him gently: "Don't rush, let's talk slowly, we have time." ”

"That's what he did, he's a superman, with a body like a golden wolf... Hearing, telekinesis, and the human body can be injured through the door...... The gangsters came looking for him, and I think those people should be dead by now! ”

"Hearing you say that, then how could he be injured by lightning?"

"I don't know... Maybe there's another person......"

"He has enemies? Companion? ”

"I don't know, he has a sister, he's Chinese...... I didn't have medical insurance, so I made an agreement with him, and he cooperated with me in research, and I found a way for him to deal with medical expenses..."

"Through a pharmaceutical company?"

"Hmm..."

"That's a lot of value."

"The government wants these things too,..." Western was silent for a moment, "the things are in the car." ”

"You have a relationship with him? He made those monsters? ”

"I didn't know, I was already out of the hospital by then,"

Mike Lee listened patiently, humming softly from time to time, and asking a small question from time to time to help Western continue.

…...

Outside of this room is a huge space, more than 1,000 square meters, and this ICU ward is standing right in the middle, like a closed box.

On the side of the box are rows of machines, on which are all kinds of pictures, there are cloud maps, there are around Los Angeles, and in front of the machines are sitting researchers one after another, typing on the keyboard, all kinds of records.

"The sandbox is working well, and the target's mental state is fragile."

"In a closed environment, a single listener, he should be able to tell everything he knows."

Dr. Harman was looking at a folder while two assistants listened attentively.

Farther away is the experimental table, where dozens of people in white coats are silently experimenting at their desks.

Several PCR machines of different models are working, and there is a faint moisture in the air.

Test tube beakers, refrigerated centrifuges, high-powered electron microscopes, all the most advanced machines imaginable.

"Doctor, the preliminary results of the genetic analysis are out." A person came over to report.

Harman walked quickly to a computer with a dense block of letters, ADCGU......

"Enter the database for comparison!"

"Yes!"

What makes Sean's genes different from ordinary people is the most important thing.

…...

A uniformed woman walked out with a folder open the door, outside was a long walkway, she walked into the elevator, pressed the zero key, the elevator went up, and after a minute, it reached the ground.

The elevator door opens, and it is an American-style living room with a very home style.

She walked out quickly, and outside the gate was an open meadow, the sun was shining, and a helicopter was parked there, and not far away, there was a high launch pad.

This is Houston, a small town near the Space Center.

Time, D-4

Fourth day after the thunderstorm.

…...

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