"Shua..."
Along with the sound of the dagger being swung, a scream was heard from the corridor.
About half an hour later, two figures were seen walking down the stairs one after another. When the cold wind blew, the old professor felt a chill on his scalp, and a layer of chicken skin rose up.
The old professor touched the top of his bald head with some fear. This was the first time in his life that he had had a haircut with a short knife.
The old professor's legs began to shake involuntarily when he thought about the scene where he could even feel that his scalp and the dagger were just a millimeter apart and were about to come into close contact.
At the age of the old professor, nothing scares him more than being close to death. Therefore, when Zhan Jingyi was halfway through giving him a haircut, he could no longer hold on and surrendered immediately.
"here!"
The old professor pointed at the coded door in front of him. Zhan Jingyi said nothing and nodded silently. Sweat beads rolled down his fingertips. This time, Zhan Jingyi did not need to urge him. The old professor took the initiative to enter the code. .
With a click, the password door opened.
The old professor led the way first and took Zhan Jingyi inside. Inside was a laboratory. The laboratory was divided into two rooms, inside and outside, separated by dark glass. It was not clear what was in the other room.
"Oh, there are centrifuges and equipment for testing. Do you want to take a tour?"
Seeing that Zhan Jingyi couldn't move and looked at the glass between the two rooms, the old professor took the initiative to ask Zhan Jingyi.
Looking at the old professor with a thoughtful look, Zhan Jingyi shook his head, then pulled a chair to the side and sat down.
Seeing this, the old professor immediately walked to the safe against the wall without waiting for instructions, twisted the combination lock, opened the safe, and carefully took out a dark blue potion from it and handed it to Zhan Jingyi.
While handing the potion to Zhan Jingyi, the old professor said solemnly: "The information they gave me is only half. I can only follow the ideas of the information and roughly make this potion. I'll say it first." , this is a drug that has not been clinically tested. If something goes wrong after you inject it, I will not be responsible."
Nodding, Zhan Jingyi said nothing. After taking the potion, he looked at it carefully and recalled the information he had seen before. Although he had little understanding of the contents of the information, he had confidence in his body.
The next moment, Zhan Jingyi directly injected the medicine into his body without hesitation.
"You...this has not been clinically tested."
Seeing Zhan Jingyi's actions, the old professor's expression suddenly became unnatural. He did not expect that Zhan Jingyi would be so bold and dare to directly inject this medicine. The old professor thought that he would at least find someone to test it before daring to inject it.
Zhan Jingyi ignored his reminder, because just now, the virus had broken out again, and it might have been suppressed the previous times. This time the outbreak was particularly fierce. At this moment, Zhan Jingyi felt that he was about to burst. Can't stand it anymore.
No matter what this potion is, the Samsara Sect so carefully asked the old professor to study it, it must be good for him. As long as it can strengthen himself, Zhan Jingyi will inject it into himself as if he is grasping a life-saving straw.
Soon after the medicine was injected, Zhan Jingyi's body suddenly felt hot. His hands tightly grasped the armrests of the chair and he sat there without saying a word.
Soon, beads of sweat began to penetrate Zhan Jingyi's clothes. Seeing this, the old professor on the side hurriedly walked to the water dispenser, gave Zhan Jingyi a glass of water, and handed the cup to Zhan Jingyi.
"Do you feel very hot? This is normal. You need to drink more water, otherwise it will cause you to become severely dehydrated."
Zhan Jingyi reached out to take the water cup, but he did not drink it immediately. Instead, he looked at the pure water in the cup. After a while, he looked at the old professor: "So, your colleagues were poisoned to death by you one cup at a time. Of?"
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"Bang!"
The moment Zhan Jingyi finished speaking, the old professor was suddenly startled: "What colleague?"
After the old professor finished speaking, he looked at the glass of water Zhan Jingyi put on the table, and suddenly became emotional: "Do you suspect me of poisoning?"
The next moment, the old professor quickly grabbed the water cup, took a big sip, and placed the cup heavily in front of Zhan Jingyi: "I am a medical student, and I have been dealing with these life-saving medicines for half my life. In order to develop a medicine to treat diseases, I have spent half my life for the Reincarnation Sect. I am a doctor, not an executioner like you. Please respect me!"
Excited! Still excited! The old professor was seen glaring at Zhan Jingyi with wide eyes, standing up straight and clenching his fists together, as if Zhan Jingyi would hit him with his old fist if he didn't apologize.
As the saying goes, scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
The old professor was afraid of death, but he valued his reputation more seriously than life and death.
Zhan Jingyi took a deep breath. The sweat on his forehead was still leaking out. He felt a burning sensation coming from inside his body, burning his internal organs.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi felt like he was steaming in a sauna.
Facing the old professor with a steely expression in front of him, Zhan Jingyi took a deep breath, pointed behind the old professor and said, "I didn't doubt you, they said so!"
Zhan Jingyi's understatement made the old professor's face suddenly turn strange, and he said, "Did you take too much medicine and have hallucinations?"
As he spoke, as if to prove his innocence, the old professor turned around, pointed to the black and empty room behind him, and said, "Look, there is no one here at all."
After saying that, the old professor seemed to suddenly understand something. He stepped forward and put his hand on Zhan Jingyi's chest: "Your heart is beating very fast. Drink the water quickly, otherwise the loss of too much water will cause you to hallucinate."
As he spoke, the old professor handed the water glass to Zhan Jingyi again and said solemnly: "Believe me, I am a doctor!"
The sentence "I am a doctor" really moved Zhan Jingyi. Looking at the old man in front of him with white hair and vicissitudes of life, his focused expression perfectly explained what it means to be a doctor's parent.
But it would be better if all this were true.
Yes, at first glance, there is indeed no one in this room, but living here will always leave many traces, such as the thermos cups placed next to the table. There are three or four of different colors, and there are two pink and Red.
Could it be that the old professor needs to use so many of them by himself, and the colors are so bright and lovely?
In addition to these, Zhan Jingyi also saw the daily necessities on the desk in the corner. Forget about other things, the package of unopened sanitary napkins was naturally dazzling.
Seeing where Zhan Jingyi was looking, the old professor breathed a sigh of relief: "You are too nervous. There is really no one here. It was all before..."
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"Shut up. If you tell too many lies, sometimes you will believe them yourself!"
Zhan Jingyi rudely interrupted the old professor's continued defense. He stood up and pushed open the glass door behind the old professor. In the empty room, messy equipment fell to the ground, but other than that, there was indeed nothing. No.
However, what Zhan Jingyi wanted him to see was not this, but another thing. He reached out and took out a signal rod that he had found from Fat Pig, broke it and threw it into the laboratory.
Suddenly, through the strong light of the signal rod, I saw lines of bright red characters written crookedly on the black glass.
"Don't drink the water!" "Don't drink the water!"
"Don't drink the water!" "Don't drink the water!"
The black glass is stained with blood and handprints, as well as the faces and empty eyes marked by blood, as if they are telling their own tragic experiences, angrily issuing stern questions to their most beloved teacher. .
Why do you want to kill us!
"No! No! This... this is none of my business, this is none of my business."
Looking at the dark red blood stains on the glass, as well as the blurred faces and handprints, the old professor changed his benevolent attitude as a doctor just now, rushed into the laboratory as if he was crazy, took off his white coat, and frantically covered the glass Wiping.
But the blood stains had solidified on the glass, and no matter how hard he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean. When he wiped it hard, he saw the bloody face imprinted on the glass and couldn't help but twist it.
Under the light of the signal baton, the faces seemed to be smiling, as if they were laughing at the old professor's useless efforts.
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