"Damn, damn, why is this happening?
Why is this happening?"
Standing next to the microscope, with bloodshot eyes and thick lenses on the bridge of his nose, Dr.
Love grasped his messy hair with both hands.
He hasn't rested for two whole days.
"Doctor, can't you do it?"
Mu Zheng, dressed in military uniform, stood beside Rafe.
"What is the reason why it shouldn't be?
We have already found a way to break through, but why it doesn't work now?
It must be some change that I don't know about.
It must be like this."
Rafe didn't care about Mu at all, he was completely absorbed in himself. in the world.
"Doctor" Mu raised his voice slightly.
"Don't bother me," Rafe yelled, "Don't think that by relying on a general, you can dictate in front of me."
Mu's face looked a little ugly for a moment, but he could only suppress his anger.
At this moment, someone walked into the research room again.
"Raff, is anyone interrupting your research again?"
Rafe lifted the frame, his expression softened a little, and he lowered his head, "Sir Fagan."
Fagan waved his hand to let Mu leave, and then sat relaxedly on the side of the only hospital bed in the room.
Looking at the person whose body was tightly tied to the bed, he gently stroked his body with his right hand, "Dear Van ,How are you" Fan frowned slightly, took a deep look at Fei Gen, who was close at hand, and said nothing.
"Sir, Van's ability cells are a little different from before."
Rafe scratched his messy hair.
"So."
Fagan asked calmly.
"So we have never been able to solve the problem of the disintegration of his cells in vitro."
"I need to know exactly how this affects us."
"After the cells with his ability are separated from the body, the lysosomes will produce catabolic enzymes on their own, causing their own cells to lyse, and even the DNA will be completely hydrolyzed.
If this problem cannot be solved, we will not be able to obtain its complete DNA, that is, There is no way to know the secrets hidden in his energy cells."
"So, we gave you such sophisticated equipment, so many assistants, and met all your requirements unconditionally, but you still failed to meet our expectations.
I think if General Yang Feng knew the news, he would definitely I won't be happy about it."
Fagan's tone was a little low.
"My lord, but" "Don't follow me.
I only care about the results and not the process.
If you haven't found a solution before sunset tomorrow, I think there is no need for you to stay here."
Raph scratched his hair and hesitated to speak, but in the end he could only pace back and forth anxiously.
At this time, an assistant beside him suddenly spoke, "Sir, actually we have a solution."
"Say."
Fagan raised his eyelids.
The "research" assistant made an astonishing statement: "Since we have no way to solve his problem of cell death outside the body, we simply don't need his cells outside the body and do research directly on his body."
"No" Raph suddenly shouted loudly.
"Sir, such an approach will cause irreparable and permanent damage to Fan.
Before research, it was only approved on death row prisoners.
Fan is our hero, and if research is carried out, a small mistake may completely turn him into a useless person." " Fagan slowly stood up and patted Rafe's shoulder gently with his right hand, "Sometimes, for a better future, we must make sacrifices in the present.
Since he has already been a hero once, then he will not Mind being a hero again, the organization will remember the sacrifices he made.”
"List the equipment and medicines needed for the research, and I will personally ask Master Yang Feng for instructions."
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Fagan turned to the assistant and said.
"Yes, sir."
The assistant nodded heavily, with a very excited expression.
"Dr.
Raff, I think you can distinguish priorities."
Fagan buttoned Raff's clothes with his own hands, and then adjusted his slightly skewed pockets.
Rafe was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly lowered his head, his words slightly strange, "I will, sir."
Fagan twitched the corners of his lips and left the research room with a half-smiling expression.
After Fagan left, Raf took off his thick eyes, rubbed his red eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, walked gently to Fan, covered his face with his hands and rubbed it vigorously.
"Fan, don't hate me.
I can't help it.
I really can't help it."
Raf's voice was trembling.
"They didn't give me much time.
I really tried my best."
"I've tried hard, I've really tried hard, but I still can't find a way, I really can't find a way."
Rafe held his head incoherently and repeated over and over again, "You know, actually I have always been Treating you as my own child, my best child, I watch You have grown up slowly from a babbling baby to now, and I have devoted the most of my efforts to you.
I have long regarded you as a continuation of my life.
I have imagined that you will die countless times.
It looks like the top of an angel, but I never imagined that such a day would come.”
Raf held Fan's hand tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
My child, there is only so much I can do for you."
Tears finally flowed out of Raf's eyes, and he stood up in a hurry, covered his face and left in a hurry Research room.
After Rafe left, the assistant who proposed the research walked up to Fan in a few steps, "That old guy Rafe kept rejecting my proposal.
Mr.
Fagan was right.
He did have some confusion about priorities, but it's a pity.
"There are many people who can distinguish priorities."
The assistant gently patted Fan's cheek.
"Boy, keep putting on that expressionless face of yours.
When the research is approved, I hope you can still be so calm."
The assistant patted Fan's cheek again, but this time the force was stronger than before.
A lot, leaving a clear red mark on Fan's face.
"Look no matter what, just give me an honest job and maybe I can replace that old guy and become your boss soon."
The assistant glared at the researchers who looked up at him.
The assistant finally left the research room in a hurry.
He needed to list the materials needed for the research immediately.
A bright future was waiting for him, and he couldn't wait.
Fan stared at the empty ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.
Sometimes the identity change can be so fast that people cannot imagine.
One moment he was the hero who saved the Angel of Death, and the next moment he will become a living research sample.
What determines his identity change is not the one who can control himself, but the generals who only consider interests and truly control the Angel of Death.
Heroes and prisoners are actually the same in their eyes.
The change of identity between the two sometimes only requires a simple reason.
So Fan smiled, not knowing whether he was laughing at others or himself.
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A tiny pinprick pricked the palm of his left hand, which was a gift that Rafe left for him before he left.
The power slowly returned to his body, and the effect of the anesthetic finally began to fade.
Fan gently moved his left hand.
What no one noticed was that there was a key lying quietly under his palm on the hospital bed: