"It was your own decision, don't regret it. This path will definitely be extremely difficult." Fu Dong felt a pang of reluctance. Because once she went in, she would be an experimental subject, no longer his daughter.

"I will absolutely not regret it," Fu Ru said through gritted teeth.

"That's just like my daughter. If you want to do great things, you have to be ruthless," Fu Dong rarely praised her.

Fu Ru felt flattered and overwhelmed by the joy of impending success.

Three days later.

Fu Ru's blood had been completely replaced, but her facial condition showed no improvement whatsoever. She was extremely weak, lacking even the strength to lift her hand.

Dr. Liu looked at the experimental data in his hand and shook his head helplessly: "This is so strange, how could it not work?"

Fu Ru slowly asked, "Doctor, is there no hope for her face?"

"We've replaced all your blood, and only trace amounts of toxins were detected. Normally, this amount of toxins wouldn't have much of an effect on you." Dr. Liu frowned; this was the first time he'd encountered such a tricky problem.

Fu Ru frowned: "So what are you going to do next?"

"We can only perform an autopsy to check if there are any hidden tumors in your body. Of course, don't worry, we will search very carefully," Dr. Liu said casually.

Fu Ru's eyes widened: "What do you mean by dissection? Wouldn't I die then? What kind of experiment is this?"

"He won't die, I'm pretty sure of that." Dr. Liu picked up his pen and began making pathology notes, wondering where to start.

"No, you can't dissect me. I don't want to die in your hands." Fu Ru casually pulled out the syringe and stumbled out of the lab. Although she had no strength in her legs, she had to get out of the lab; she couldn't let herself die here.

Dr. Liu wouldn't let her have her way. He gave orders to his two subordinates beside him and quickly grabbed the person and pinned her to the hospital bed.

"I want to see my dad. You can't treat me like this. If he finds out what you've done, he'll kill you." Fu Ru could only utter these harsh words when she saw her hands cuffed to the frame.

"What a joke! Before you entered the lab, you were a pampered young lady, but after entering, you're nothing." Dr. Liu watched her struggle in despair, the pustules on her face seeming even worse than before. This was a huge discovery. A thought suddenly occurred to him: perhaps the toxins were caused by her emotions, and the greater the emotional fluctuations, the more severe the consequences. With this in mind, he took out a sedative from his pocket and injected it into her.

The moment Fu Ru was given the sedative, she felt a pang of regret. She shouldn't have trusted Fu Dong. Now she understood completely: she was just a lab rat. They wanted to study the toxins in her body. Once she died, they'd just throw her out—that was all they wanted to do with her.

The thought of her youthful appearance being ruined and now having to suffer such torment caused her dark emotions to erupt to their peak.

Dr. Liu saw that the woman's face was a bloody mess, and her last hairs had fallen to the ground, which made him even more certain of his guess.

I prepared an injection and gave it to her to eliminate her willpower and calm her down. If I let her continue like this, it could really be fatal.

Fu Ru quickly lost consciousness, and her emotions gradually returned to calm. The wounds on her face also stopped worsening.