Chapter 471 How will the story develop

Seeing the liquid medicine being pressed into his blood vessels bit by bit, the deputy team leader's heartbeat accelerated sharply. He could not control his hands at all and could only watch as the liquid medicine injected into his body gradually approached the lethal dose.

The syringe piston has already moved to the halfway position. Only 5ml of the 4ml liquid needs to be injected to be lethal, and the extra part is for emergency use.

He felt like his heart was about to explode. This new drug was indeed extraordinary. Even if he was asleep, it could affect the movements of people around him. Report it, it must be reported!

He glanced at the motionless Dean Lin, his eyes full of hope. He was not expecting Dean Lin to suddenly wake up and help him remove the needle. There was no such possibility. The type III inhibitor that entered her body would take effect for at least half an hour.

What he expected was that Dean Lin would get up in half an hour, not do anything stupid, leave here alive, and report the influence of the new drug to the director of the hospital group. In this way, if he died in the line of duty, he would be able to rest in peace.

The piston continues to push, and more medicine is delivered into the body.

He cursed himself in his heart, wondering why he had to be so rigorous when preparing the medicine. If he added a little less of any one of the drugs, the lethal dose might change, and he might still have a breath after taking the injection.

After 3mI, the drug began to have irreversible adverse effects on the body. The world in front of him became increasingly dim and blurry. He was completely hopeless and barely prepared to die.

Suddenly, he felt a heavy blow to his abdomen.

When he looked up, he saw Dean Lin standing in front of him, and the medicine liquid was just a little short of 4 ml. Fortunately, the piston had stopped.

"There is a problem with the new drug. It can affect people's behavior. Report it. Quick, give me a shot of type III inhibitor. It's in the right pocket of my clothes. Contact my dad. Don't tell anyone else. Use my fingerprint to open the phone. It's in the left pocket. Thanks, help."

"Uh... a deputy team leader got two injections in the ward early in the morning. I really don't know how to say hello to you. Oh, this medicine? You want to kill me? Never mind, saving lives is the most important thing. You can't die yet, you are a good bargaining chip for me to negotiate terms."

Dean Lin got medicine, gave injections, cleaned up the scene, and contacted the injured's family. After finishing these trivial matters, Dean Lin left without saying goodbye, taking only the marble bench tombstone with him.

At dawn, at daybreak, it's business as usual. At least for new drugs, that's how it is.

Deputy Team Leader Peng woke up in the HKUST Affiliated Hospital, feeling lucky to have been saved. He opened his cell phone and saw a message saying that Director Lin had not reported the impact of the new drug.

He has received news that Dean Lin has run away carrying the tombstone. In this way, outsiders will not be able to appreciate the charm of the new drug, and there is an opportunity to take advantage of it!
He took a long vacation and returned a month later.

Deputy Group Leader Peng was promoted to Dean Peng.

Afterwards, Dean Peng began to frantically test new drugs.

Within just one week, more than ten deputy team leaders died in the line of duty, and seven team leaders were almost sidelined.

But he was still not satisfied.

The place where the new drug is located must be absolutely safe. Those who should be transferred should be transferred, and those who should die should die.

The director of the hospital group turned a blind eye to this. He was not nervous at all because he had someone to back him up. Dean Lin and Dean Peng were both outstanding people. If no one backed them up, one would defect and the other would get injured at work, then he, the director of the hospital group, would really not be able to take charge of the overall situation.

Dean Peng became more and more arrogant and inflated, until late one night, when he felt he had made all the necessary preparations and went into the bedroom alone.

The new drug has been fed with inhibitors for more than a month. According to the feedback from the staff in recent days, the control of the new drug over the surrounding environment has been greatly weakened, and things like losing control and self-harm have never happened. Dean Peng was fearless and prepared the lethal solution again. It was this thing that made him lie in the hospital for a full half month, and then he spent another half month discussing countermeasures with his old father. Although it was a month-long vacation, he was actually not idle.

Ever since he was promoted to the position of dean, the focus of the entire hospital's work has shifted to this boy, and now it's time to test the results a little.

After the solution was prepared and put into the syringe, Dean Peng's heart wavered and he did not fill it up. There was only one milliliter of lethal drug in the syringe. Even though the subject of this test was a minor, he would not die from the injection.

The needle tip was getting closer and closer to the boy's arm. Dean Peng was extremely nervous and focused, fearing that something might go wrong. He was not afraid of death. It was just one milliliter of liquid medicine, and he would definitely not die. He was afraid of being affected by the new drug. Even if he was not fired, he would not dare to work here again.

The fingers are controllable, the touch is normal, and there is no abnormality.

One centimeter left.

One centimeter left.

One centimeter left.

Changes occurred suddenly.

The girl sleeping on the other bed jumped over the curtain and came to him, snatched his needle and stabbed him in the face. Then she pushed with all her strength and injected all the liquid.

Dean Peng was so scared that his face turned pale. He had never expected that there would be such a troublemaker. But it didn't matter. It was not fatal, and it didn't prove that his drug resistance was particularly weak.

Injecting 1ml of liquid medicine would at most make people feel exhausted and dazed. He felt that he could still hold on, but he had to rest first. So he once again sat on the bed where he shouldn't have sat.

The girl stood in front of him, preparing the solution with a dropper.

Dean Peng originally thought that this was just a playful kid who wanted to move around whenever he saw something. Mixing so many solutions together was actually a very dangerous thing, but he couldn't stop it now. He didn't even have the strength to speak. If he hadn't been forcing himself, he would have fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

The girl's movements were very skillful and her expression was very serious.

The more Dean Peng looked at it, the more horrified he found it: this person was preparing the lethal liquid medicine. Not only did she know the proportions between the various solutions, but even the order in which she took the solutions was exactly the same as his.

After the solution was prepared, the girl used the original syringe to inject him with two vials, each containing 1 ml.

Dean Peng wanted to cry but had no tears. He had never thought that this girl had such strong learning and practical abilities. If he had been hit by one more bullet, he would have died in the line of duty. Fortunately, the other party had no intention of finishing him off and stopped after hitting him three times.

"Let me introduce myself first! I'm Xu Xinran, the Era of Flashing Glory Clearer. The one lying on the bed is Xu Xinglin, the Era of Flashing Glory Observer. I'll give you a suggestion. You can say that I was influenced by Xu Xinglin and then gave you an injection. If you don't accept the suggestion, you can just wait to be cleared. Goodbye."

Dean Peng was speechless. He had seen many people with such professions as cleaners and observers, but patients were often willing to reveal their professions only at the last moment of their lives. Such last words could not be reported at all! The only thing that could be passed on to the higher-ups was probably the influence of Xu Xinglin. If he had known this would happen, he would not have done it in the first place!
After a lot of twists and turns, I still didn't get the new drug. I tried my best, but it only delayed for two months. It seems that I have to find another way out. Resigning on my own like Dean Lin did is not a bad idea.

After Xu Xinran finished his suggestion, he jumped out of the window holding Xu Xinglin in his arms in front of him and left his sight.

About half an hour later, Dean Peng regained his ability to move. He immediately destroyed the 1ml syringe, quickly prepared the solution, extracted 5ml with a 3ml syringe, and then re-injected the solution into the reagent bottle. He packed up the work supplies and threw them into the trash can.

(End of this chapter)