Fu Huaijin's eyes were bloodshot, his thin lips were pressed into a line, and he had a thousand words stuck in his throat, but the current situation made it difficult for him to utter a single word.
His muscles felt as if they were being torn apart by an invisible force, and even the molecules he couldn't touch felt as heavy as if they weighed a ton, making it hard for him to breathe.
He can't hold on much longer.
"Injection..." he gasped for breath, barely managing to utter those two words before exhausting all his strength.
Seeing this, Chu Juan could only turn around and get the injection to give him.
But they all knew that these drugs were no longer very effective, and continuing to take them would only make them feel a little better.
It wasn't that his medical team was useless; it was that Fu Huaijin's physical changes these days far exceeded their expectations, and their research couldn't keep up with the changes in his body.
Perhaps this is his destiny, and no external force can change it.
Chu Juan picked out a tube of green medicine from the refrigerator. Just as he was about to close the door, he paused, glanced back at Fu Huaijin, and decided to take two more tubes instead.
He mixed all three vials of medicine into the syringe, turning the originally pure green medicine into a grayish-green color, which looked very strange.
He strode over to Fu Huaijin, pressed his hand against the muscles in his arm, and frowned: "Relax, you're too tense, it won't go in like this."
Fu Huaijin was now deaf to everything and was becoming increasingly agitated. The specially made chair trembled as he struggled, as if it might break free at any moment.
Chu Juan didn't care about anything else and forcefully stabbed the needle into the hole.
The consequences were predictable: the needle couldn't be inserted, and it was bent out of place.
This has clearly exceeded his expectations.
In the past, when Fu Huaijin went berserk, he could still control himself and didn't cause this much damage. Now, if he really breaks free, it's hard to say whether he can even save his own life.
He unscrewed the bent needle and quickly installed an extra-large needle.
"Hurry up." Fu Huaijin let out a low and suppressed roar, his feet, which were bound by iron chains, slammed on the ground with a clattering sound. After only a few stomps, the solid floor tiles shattered into pieces.
Blood was gushing from his wrist as he struggled, and the white hair on his hand had been stained crimson.
Chu Juan walked over with the needle in hand, but Fu Huaijin struggled too fiercely, making it difficult to even get close.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked to the wall, opened the electrical box, and pressed a red button.
The person in the chair was instantly struck dumb. He tensed up, his neck was raised high, and the bulging artery was clearly visible.
A powerful electric current surged through his body, causing every pore on his body to open up. His silver hair floated in mid-air, each strand emitting a crackling sound. An ordinary person might have died long ago, but Fu Huaijin did not. He was still struggling to break free.
Chu Juan's brows furrowed into several "川" characters. In the past, when it was at its worst, just a few seconds of electricity would calm him down.
More than twenty seconds had passed, and Fu Huaijin still showed no signs of calming down. He looked at him like he was an enemy, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death. For a moment, Fu Huaijin thought he was about to transform.
Chu Juan now deeply regrets agreeing to go back to Fu Huaijin. If he hadn't gone back, none of this would have happened.
His heart pounded as he counted the time, persisting until a minute had passed, but Fu Huaijin still hadn't calmed down, so he had no choice but to continue increasing the voltage.
When the voltage rises to 380, he can hear a crackling sound of electricity jumping in the air, which makes his scalp tingle.
Fortunately, this time it only took ten seconds to finally pull Fu Huaijin back from the brink of rage.
Chu Juan immediately turned off the voltage, and his hair slowly fell down. The other instruments had been burned out, making it impossible to observe data from other organs.
But judging from his heaving chest, he should be alright.
Chu Juan reached out and pressed his arm with trembling hands. It was still very hard, but he couldn't worry about that now. If he recovered later, no one knew what would happen to him.
He picked up the syringe, found the right spot, and forcefully plunged it in.
Very well, the needle is bent again.
Chu Juan ran back and changed to a better quality needle. This time, he slowly inserted it, and with the combined effect, the needle was able to go in.
But the medicine wouldn't go in.
He exerted all his strength and pushed hard, and the stubborn resistance showed a slight sign of loosening.
Fu Huaijin could barely open his eyes as he quietly watched the medicine being injected into his body, drop by drop. The medicine, which had originally had no effect on him, had finally calmed his violent blood after the ordeal.
After Chu Juan finished administering all the medicine, he saw the bloodshot eyes slowly fade. His tense nerves were released at this moment, his legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. The syringe in his hand also fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Brother, don't be so willful next time. If you do it a few more times, my heart really can't take it." All these years of hard work and worry for Fu Huaijin's illness almost came to naught because of his willful behavior.
I'm so tired.
...
Su Yuxi got up early today, which was unusual for her. She waited until midnight last night, but Fu Huaijin still didn't come back. She wasn't worried that anything might have happened to him.
It was the first night after registering, and I ended up spending the night alone in an empty room.
She didn't really want any man; she just felt angrier the more she thought about it.
I feel like I've been cruelly abandoned.
That was the first time she learned what insomnia was.
Upon waking up, Su Yuxi couldn't help but search for Fu Huaijin's figure.
She searched the entire room but couldn't find anyone.
She was thinking of going out to look for her, but as soon as she opened the door, a shadow suddenly pounced on her, and it sounded like a thunderclap in her ears.
"Su Yuxi, you little brat, you finally came back! Where did you go? I was so worried about you."
Why didn't you tell me you were leaving? Am I really that untrustworthy to you?
"You hid it from me and abandoned me. Die! I will never forgive you."
"You better think of a way to soothe my wounded heart." Wan Qianqian wrapped her arms tightly around Su Yuxi's neck like vines, her voice rising and falling, filled with resentment and anger.
Su Yuxi was being strangled so tightly she could barely breathe, her eardrums were throbbing painfully, and she felt as if a loudspeaker was blaring in her ear.
This woman not only wanted to strangle her, but also wanted to drive her crazy with noise.
"Let go, let go first, or I'm going to be strangled to death."
Wan Qianqian couldn't bear to strangle her, and when she heard that she was uncomfortable, she immediately jumped down.
Two tear streaks ran down her delicate little face, her eyes were as red as a little rabbit's, and she glared at her angrily, as if afraid that she would run away at any moment.
Su Yuxi felt her scalp tingling from her stare and couldn't take it anymore. She chuckled twice and apologized to her first: "It's a long story."
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