Chapter 591 Guinea Pig

Huang Dehan spent a few anxious days, and his injuries had almost healed. He kept wondering where Riemann would send him.

But he never dreamed that Riemann would send him to the laboratory to be a lab rat for drug experiments.

That day, the ward door suddenly opened, and several doctors in white coats filed in.

One of the doctors walked towards him with a syringe.

Huang Dehan was terrified and struggled to shout, "Don't come any closer!"

His hands and feet were tied to the bed, and no matter how much he struggled, it was to no avail.

The syringe plunged heavily into his arm.

The next second, Huang Dehan felt his eyelids become extremely heavy, and he quickly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a laboratory.

There were doctors in white coats around, busy with something.

Huang Dehan was terrified. He tried to move, but found that his hands and feet were tied up and he couldn't move.

He stared at the high-tech instruments in the laboratory and closed his eyes in despair.

Are they going to use him as a guinea pig for experiments?

Soon, his suspicions were confirmed. A doctor saw that he was awake and walked towards him with a syringe.

Upon seeing the syringe, fear rose from the depths of his heart. He trembled with fear and shouted, "Don't come any closer! What do you want to do to me?"

"Don't be afraid." The doctor in the white coat said kindly and gently, "The injection I gave you is a drug I just developed, specifically for treating cancer. If you feel any discomfort, be sure to tell me."

Upon hearing this, Huang Dehan angrily cursed, "Are you out of your mind? I don't have cancer, what kind of experiment are you going to do with me?"

But the doctor in the white coat didn't answer him; instead, he took the syringe and injected it directly into his arm.

Not long after the medication was injected, Huang Dehan's body reacted. He felt as if his chest was on fire, the pain was unbearable, and he even had difficulty breathing. He couldn't help but curse, "Fuck you, what did you inject me with? It hurts so much!"

The doctor in the white coat wasn't angry; instead, he asked with a smile, "Where does it hurt?"

Huang Dehan's breathing suddenly became rapid. He gasped for breath, his chest burning with pain, and he said with difficulty, "My chest... my chest hurts... it hurts so much..."

The doctor in the white coat smiled and said, "Your chest hurts, huh? I understand. I'll go and change the medication a bit more."

After saying that, he left, completely disregarding whether Huang Dehan lived or died.

Seeing the doctor in the white coat leave like that, Huang Dehan was furious. He wanted to curse him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it because his chest was hurting more and more, to the point that he couldn't even speak. His face turned red, and he was writhing like a drowning person. He opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath, and his eyes began to roll back like a dead fish.

He felt a suffocating sensation, his vision went black, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, Huang Dehan felt weak all over and didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

The person in the white coat came over again with a syringe.

Huang Dehan's eyes were wide open, but he no longer had the strength to curse.

After giving the injection, the doctor in the white coat said, "Try this medicine again; it was corrected yesterday."

Upon hearing this, Huang Dehan really wanted to curse his ancestors for eighteen generations. They really treated him like a guinea pig!

It seems Riemann was right. Here, he was just a guinea pig for testing drugs, worse than a pig or a dog!