Surgeon Master Andrology

Cen Yan's headaches have become more and more frequent these days. At first he thought it was due to the lack of oxygen in the brain caused by waterboarding, but after a long time, the intervals between headaches became shorter and shorter, and he couldn't control himself many times.

At the beginning, I couldn't calm down and think about the problem, but now I can't control it at all, and I can't think about anything.

"I don't think this man will live long," one of the guards guarding Cen Yan said to the other, "Listen, it's started again."

The other dug his ears, glanced at the door to make sure no one was there, and then said, "You said the boss is really cruel, and he gave the newly developed medicine to people. I heard that there is no data at all in the laboratory." , completely treated him as a guinea pig, this is it!"

"Well, let me tell you that the man inside is really a man. After so many days of waterboarding, he was beaten at every turn, and he kept silent all the time. Now he is screaming so badly, it must be the medicine's problem!"

The two talked about Cen Yan who was locked inside, and one of them saw someone approaching and immediately kicked the other, "Shhh!"

Wenyi walked towards them, followed by a handsome man.

"Boss." The two who were still talking behind their backs bowed their heads to greet Wenyi.

"Well, how is he doing these days?"

One of them replied: "I barely eat, the food is either overturned or taken out no matter how it was put in, and I often scream, just like now."

"Change him to the room with windows." Wenyi moved a step aside to let out the people behind, "This is the person sent from the laboratory, and he doesn't need to go through me in the future. He has the absolute right to come and go from Cen Yan at any time." room, you just listen to him."

"Yes, boss."

After Wenyi left, the two guards at the door took Cen Yan out from inside. When they saw the light, they were startled by the scar on Cen Yan's forehead and the blood on his face. There was no light in Cen Yan's room, because Cen Yan was already well. They hadn't been brought out for a few days, and even if they went in to deliver food, they hadn't carefully observed Cen Yan who was curled up on the bed, so it was indeed a bit scary when he came out with his face covered in blood.

Standing on the sidelines, Lin Ziqing felt nervous. He was one of the participants in the research and development of the reagent injected into Cen Yan, so he was sent to record Cen Yan's symptoms at all times for further improvement. He knew the seriousness of this reagent. , but I didn't expect Cen Yan to endure it to this extent without breaking down.

Lin Ziqing directed the two to put Cen Yan on the bed and said, "You go out first, I'll treat his wound."

"Yes." Although they were curious about Cen Yan's injury, they were appointed by Wenyi after all, so they dared not disobey.

Cen Yan was not sober anymore, Lin Ziqing could only vaguely hear him muttering something, and only when he leaned closer to his ears could he hear that Cen Yan kept shouting a person's name, "Gong Zhaonan..."

Lin Ziqing didn't know who Cen Yan was, nor why Wenyi caught him as a test subject, and naturally he didn't know who Cen Yan was talking about Gong Zhaonan.

"Let me treat the wound for you first, and let me know if it hurts."

Lin Ziqing wiped off the blood on Cen Yan's face with a wet towel, and treated the wound on his forehead. It was obvious that the wound on his forehead was caused by hitting his head against the wall forcefully.

After that, Lin Ziqing cut his clothes with scissors and applied medicine to all the wounds on his body. What he needed to do was to try to ensure that Cen Yan was in good health and observe his performance, but it was obvious that Cen Yan's current health The data recorded by the condition is inaccurate.

Cen Yan didn't wake up during the period, but Lin Ziqing frowned slightly when he touched the wound, and after all the wounds on his body were treated, Lin Ziqing went out and said to the people outside, "Go and tell your boss, I need Antipyretics, the people inside have a fever."

The two looked at each other and didn't know what to do. According to the attitude of literature and art towards Cen Yan in the past, it was obvious that it would be best to die, let alone a mere fever. They had to report this matter, and they didn't want their lives. What about...

"Go! What are you doing in a daze! If something happens to him, can you bear the responsibility!"

The two of them nodded quickly when they saw that Lin Ziqing was angry. After all, the boss just listened to him. If something happened to Cen Yan and they were to be blamed, bullets don't have eyes.

When Cen Yan woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day. He opened his eyes and saw that he was already in another room. He found that his injuries had been treated by someone. Just as he was about to get out of bed, Lin Ziqing opened the door and entered. up.

"Don't move!" Lin Ziqing entered the room to stop Cen Yan from getting out of bed, "You are only in better health, try not to get out of bed and walk around, and take care of your injuries first."

"Who are you?" Cen Yan was sure that he was still here at Wenyi, because when the person in front of him opened the door and came in, he saw that the guard at the door was still the same person as before, but he had never seen the person in front of him.

"You don't need to know who I am, just like I'm not interested in who you are." Lin Ziqing smiled brightly, took a chair and sat next to Cen Yan's bed, "Cooperate with me to check, and I will help you How about this deal if you don't suffer from flesh and blood?"

"The thing that Wenyi injected me with is yours?" Cen Yan keenly grasped the key point of Lin Ziqing's words, and asked back.

"That's right." Lin Ziqing nodded and admitted, "To be precise, it's my team, not me alone. I was just sent here to record your various physical indicators."

"But I think you also have the right to know," Lin Ziqing looked at Cen Yan and explained, "Although you think your body may be much better, it's only because I gave you a sustained release drug, because your body is really good. It's too bad, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up if you don't give you a sustained-release agent, so I'll make this trip for nothing! Besides, your body temperature has always been in the category of high fever, including now."

"I know."

"You know?" Lin Ziqing was obviously surprised. When he saw this person, he was already inhuman, with blood all over his face and wounds all over his body. He was unconscious and talking nonsense. physical condition?

"The fever is caused by a wound infection. The headache should be related to the injection reagent?" Cen Yan leaned against the wall and coughed twice. It has always been like this recently. Sleeping, then tossing back and forth between falling asleep and waking up with a headache.

"I can't rule out this possibility, but I'm more inclined to brain damage." Lin Ziqing poured a glass of water for Cen Yan and handed it over. "Waterboarding is not something everyone can suffer, and there are many sequelae."

Others don't know, it's impossible for Lin Ziqing not to know that the medicine Cen Yan was injected with will slowly unbalance various functions in the body, accelerate the aging of the brain, heart and other organs, and cause severe hallucinations in the later stage, which can be called a new type of suicide A drug that is more terrifying than heroin.

But the incubation period of this reagent should be very long, so the reason for Cen Yan's headache so quickly should not have much to do with the reagent, unless... Cen Yan has antibodies in his body, which causes the reagent to mutate, and Cen Yan has been suffering for a long time. The high fever did not subside, and it was more inclined to Lin Ziqing's judgment.

How to say this is a chronic drug that has not been successfully developed, and Cen Yan is the first trial product, so it is hard to say.

"So you are also a literary person."

"Not exactly," Lin Ziqing didn't intend to hide anything, "or it would be more appropriate to say that it's a cooperative relationship."

Lin Ziqing did not lie to Cen Yan. The purpose of their laboratory is to manufacture drugs, and Wenyi sells drugs. They do not affect each other. They have never seen the behind-the-scenes boss of the laboratory. However, if literature and art are the source of supply for those drug addicts outside, then the purpose of their laboratory is to provide literature and art with an inexhaustible source of supply.

In other words, the ultimate boss of the entire drug cartel is not Wenyi, but the boss of the laboratory behind Wenyi.

Cen Yan narrowed his eyes, it was impossible for him not to understand the meaning of Lin Ziqing's words, but when he tried to analyze it carefully, his head started to hurt again, he put his hands on his head and couldn't help lowering his head, "Ah..."

"Don't think about anything, the more you think about it, the more it will hurt." Lin Ziqing took Cen Yan's hand and gently rubbed his head, "If you go on like this for a long time, even gods can't bear it!"

……

Although Gong Zhaonan said that there was no major problem with the conversation with Wenhua, he was still worried that if something went wrong, the plan would be messed up.

He kept holding his mobile phone, and couldn't sleep well. He woke up many times in one night. Sometimes he heard the phone ringing and woke up to find nothing. Sometimes he dreamed of Cen Yan, and when he woke up, his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Ye Yuhan is flying over early tomorrow morning." Seeing Gong Zhaonan's pale face, Wen Jiajun asked, "Are you okay? Why did you go downstairs in the middle of the night?"

"No, I just haven't been able to sleep well." Gong Zhaonan rubbed his head, "Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"Well, I'm about to go, I'm checking old man Cen's previous information, but it's useless." Wen Jiajun stretched and stood up from the chair, "I have to go to sleep for a while, and I have to go to the airport tomorrow morning Take Ye Yuhan over here."

"I'll go with you then."

"it is good."

After Wen Jiajun went upstairs, Gong Zhaonan sat on the sofa and stared at the phone in a daze. He was waiting for news from Wenhua, and whether he would be willing to help after Wenhua digested all the information.

Gong Zhaonan stared intently, and when the phone really remembered, he was taken aback.

Caller ID: Culture.

Gong Zhaonan let out a long sigh of relief, pressed the green answer button on the screen, and said cleanly, "I am Gong Zhaonan."

"Sorry, I called so late." Wenhua was not surprised that Gong Zhaonan answered so quickly, after all, he had hardly fallen asleep since reading the information.

"It's okay, I said you can find me anytime."

"Well, I've read the information," Wenhua took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I promise to help you."