Chapter 139 Frozen Glands

Shen Ranxin strolled back to the detention room, but found something wrong as soon as he entered. The temperature in the entire detention room had dropped to an outrageous level, completely different from when he left.

He shivered with cold and walked around the living room twice before he found the air conditioner remote control thrown under the pillow.

When I looked at the temperature above, wow, it was almost reaching plural.

Shen Ranxin adjusted the temperature to normal and went back to the room to find Lu Zhi.

"Lu Zhi? Where did you go?" Shen Ranxin asked as they walked: "You turned the temperature so low, are you trying to turn yourself into frozen meat..."

There was no sign of Lu Zhi in the room. Shen Ranxin walked around the first floor twice but couldn't find him. He frowned and turned around to call the dean.

The dean paused and said, "Lu Zhi is missing? How is that possible? He has never left the detention room!"

"I know. I just wanted to ask if you saw him in the surveillance video." Shen Ranxin said, "I just went out for a walk and when I came back, Lu Zhi was no longer in the room."

"Well..." the dean said, "During the time you were in the detention room, the surveillance video was turned off, so..."

Shen Ranxin walked towards the basement while holding the phone and saying, "Okay, I got it. Thank you for your hard work."

The facilities in the basement are very simple. In addition to a large swimming pool, there is a gym with many fitness equipment.

This was the only place Shen Ranxin had not searched before. He searched the gym twice but still did not see Lu Zhi.

Shen Ranxin sighed.

How could such a grown man hide in a crack in the ground?

He called out Lu Zhi, and then he heard a slight dripping sound coming from the small room next to the gym.

Shen Ranxin walked over and opened the small door. A large amount of cold air rushed in his face. The room was filled with mist. Lu Zhi's hand had just left the switch of some instrument.

"What are you doing?" Shen Ranxin glanced at the things in the room. When he saw the big barrel in the middle, he understood: "Nitrogen barrel? What are you using this for..."

As far as he knew, this instrument was specially used for physical therapy for athletes. It was used to quickly lower the athletes' body temperature. The nitrogen inside could reach minus 100 degrees in an instant, or even lower, 180 degrees.

There was still frost on Lu Zhi's glands. Shen Ranxin reached out to touch them, but Lu Zhi held her back: "Don't touch them."

"What is this used for?" Shen Ranxin withdrew his hand, looked at Lu Zhi's slightly pale face, and retracted his fingertips.

Lu Zhi muttered, "Under extremely low temperatures, the glands may become necrotic."

Shen Ran's heart ached for a moment: "...Do you know that in such low temperatures, you might be frozen to death? It's one hundred and eighty degrees below zero, what do you want to do, Lu Zhi?"

"The thermal conductivity of gas is not high." Lu Zhi touched his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "As long as other parts don't touch the heat pipe, it will be fine."

Shen Ranxin nodded: "Okay, you know a lot, Lu Zhizhi, so, are you going to freeze your glands until they become necrotic? Did you succeed?"

Lu Zhi blinked his eyes: "No, it hurts a lot, but my glands seem to be able to withstand the cold."

This time, Shen Ranxin really couldn't be amused by Lu Zhi's joke, so he turned around and walked out.

Lu Zhi put on some clothes and chased after him, and began to shift the blame: "Baby, listen to me, I asked the dean, he said this method might work, even if it doesn't work, at most I'll get hurt a little, I really just want to give it a try, if it works, I can..."

Shen Ranxin shook off Lu Zhi's hand, slammed the door of the detention room, and rushed straight to the dean's office.

The dean was talking to Lu Yeshan in his office. Just as he was about to tell him about Cheng Cheng's recent situation, Shen Ranxin slapped the table and asked coldly, "Did you give Lu Zhi the idea of ​​using nitrogen to freeze the glands to death?"

The dean was stunned for a moment: "I didn't... Wait, you said Lu Zhi froze his glands to death with nitrogen?! I'll rush over right now!"

The dean led a group of people to the detention room, and was driven out by Lu Zhi half an hour later.

"His glands." Shen Ranxin asked from the doorway, "How's it going?"

"It's okay." The dean patted the shoe prints on his clothes and said, "It's a good thing you're here. In fact, the freezing time was not long. If it reached the point of necrosis, the child would have been too reckless..."

Shen Ranxin frowned and asked: "So what exactly is this method..."

"The gland issue is not as simple as you think. If it was just a simple damage to the gland, Shen Ziqing's surgery wouldn't be that difficult. What we need to do is to ensure Lu Zhi's life while eliminating the unstable effect of the gland... If he keeps messing around like this, he might really kill himself one day."