Chapter 60: Being considerate is annoying, don’t bother me.
Bian Ling got Zeng Nanjiang's medical records. Physical injuries are actually the easiest to deal with. Even if he loses an arm or a leg, there are bionic prostheses now, which will not affect his normal life in the future.
But this is based on the premise that Zeng Nanjiang's nervous system is still working normally. According to Huang Yi, before Zeng Nanjiang was rescued, not only were his limbs broken, but he was also injected with a large amount of drugs. Drugs, when accumulated in large quantities, will constantly stimulate the brain to work at high loads. Prolonged excitement is bound to cause neurological damage.
Zeng Nanjiang's medical records showed that his heart had clearly begun to develop arrhythmias, and his liver and kidneys had also failed to varying degrees. Although it had not reached the stage of acute renal failure, his entire immune system had collapsed. It could be said that—
What a shabby guy he is. His whole physical condition is getting worse and worse.
What Zeng Nanjiang needed to deal with most urgently was not his drug addiction, but the loss of vitality in his body.
[Host, how is it? Can he be saved?]
"Just because I said I could save you, you believed me?"
[Of course, I firmly support you, host!]
"Stop flattering me and hang me first, if he doesn't want to die."
Zeng Nanjiang returned at the right time. The nutrient solution production workshop had just been put into operation, and all the production raw materials were in place. Bian Ling went to the laboratory, asked someone to send some raw materials over, and then brought out a large box of specially made nutrient solution.
"Find a way to inject it into him."
"This big?"
"Intravenous infusion and oral administration are also a burden on his liver and kidneys."
The doctor who treated Zeng Nanjiang rushed over as soon as he heard the news. He felt a little offended at first. These laymen always like to instruct doctors on how to treat patients. They know you are eager to save people, but he is a serious doctor!
But when he heard who made it, he immediately got to work. The patient already had an IV and nutrient solution was quickly administered.
A large box of nutrient solution is enough for seven days. After seven days, Zeng Nanjiang's physical condition has been initially stabilized, but the danger during this period is probably only known to the attending doctor.
Because of his low immunity, the wounds on his body healed very slowly and even had varying degrees of inflammation. Coupled with the high fever that wouldn't go away, to be honest, everyone knew that his chances of survival were slim.
The military doctors have also received patients with similar conditions, all of whom stopped breathing in the intensive care unit. There is no way around it. The human body's vitality is limited. No matter how strong the will to survive is, it cannot resist the arrival of death.
But this time, perhaps the God of Death was on vacation and did not come here.
"It's stable, really stable! Although the values are still low, at least it's not getting any worse!"
Oh my god, didn't Bian Shen just finish his bionic prosthetic project? How come he's already produced results so quickly? How can a person have the energy to do this?!
The narcotics captain beside him was heartbroken when he heard this: "So, did he survive?"
"It's okay to be optimistic, but if his drug addiction continues to strike, he might still be in danger. The most important thing right now is to stabilize his physical condition."
Zeng Nanjiang graduated from the police academy. Before he participated in the undercover work, his physical fitness could not be said to be very strong, but it was definitely above the level of normal people. Now his physical functions have become so poor. If the drug addiction continues, the attending doctor cannot guarantee what will happen.
"Although anesthesia can make the patient lose consciousness during a drug addiction attack, the patient's physical condition is not good. Prolonged anesthesia may make him never wake up. However, if it is not used, given his current condition, the severe spasms and tremors may cause heart problems."
The narcotics captain's joy was short-lived when his heart plummeted to the bottom: "What else can we do? Doctor, please save him. He shouldn't be dying like this."
"I'll do my best." The attending physician had just finished speaking when he saw the person who had delivered the nutrient solution that day pushing a small cart over. Without a word, he immediately went over to greet him, "Is this the follow-up infusion?"
Huang nodded. "They're all labeled. Bian Shen said these are just nutrient solutions to treat the symptoms, not the root cause. They're just to maintain vital signs. He's not a doctor, so you'll have to decide how to treat them."
"I understand, it's been a big help."
In such a short time, even Bian Ling couldn't make a drug addiction treatment potion for people with his bare hands. After all, there was no need for such things in the apocalypse. People became addicted to drugs because they were insecure and wanted to seek short-term happiness. Even if someone wanted to quit drugs after turning over a new leaf, they could just find a psychic to change the perception of the nervous system. There was no need for drug addiction treatment potions at all.
Professor Bian would never waste time and energy on medicine that has no market.
But now in a different world, he actually has to study the project that he used to disdain. It turns out that the nature of human beings is to constantly slap themselves in the face.
"In fact, if he wasn't the original owner's benefactor, I definitely wouldn't have researched drug addiction treatment potions."
Why? Many people are forced into drug addiction. If they could quit, many families would be able to get back on track, right?
"You idiot, you've definitely never come into contact with drug addicts. They're a bunch of... walking corpses driven by pleasure. No matter how glorious they were in the past, once the urge strikes, they'll abandon all their bottom lines."
【ah? 】
"There are far more drugs in the apocalypse than in this world. Opium products have long been eliminated. Most of them are various abused chemicals, including the drug I took before my death to temporarily enhance my body functions. If you look closely, they can all be classified as drugs." Compared to the system's naiveté, Bian Ling, who had lived in the apocalypse, was well aware of the dangers of these things. "They were originally medical drugs, but the side effects were too obvious."
【you mean……】
"Why would I want to save a bunch of rotten meat?" Bian Ling's tone was flat, revealing his disdain for drugs. "Once a person is controlled by desire, they become its puppet. Once addicted, there's almost no cure. Believe it or not, even if I developed a so-called antidote, it wouldn't mean much."
"You could even say it's aiding and abetting evil."
[…Are they so scary? ]
"That's right. Originally, the addiction caused by drugs would make them suffer terribly. But if I can solve even this pain point for them, wouldn't they be able to indulge in it without restraint~" Bian Ling smiled, revealing a mocking smile, "Do you think I'm such a considerate person?"
No, absolutely not. Professor Bian only builds his own happiness on the suffering of others.
[So... you won't save Zeng Nanjiang? ]
"It's annoying, don't bother me."
Although he told Huang Yi that drug addiction can be painlessly cured by making the brain forget, this was just a casual remark by Bian Ling. The brain is the most complex and fragile organ in the human body. Even if he is a madman, he would not casually touch other people's brain nerves.
He is just a crowd pleaser, not a mad scientist.
Besides, what kind of antidote is a pain-free drug that can cause people to relapse? If he wants to do it, of course he has to do something different.
The human nervous system is very fragile. Initially, it is like an extremely elastic rubber band with a maximum service life of a hundred years. However, due to drug abuse by some people, its service life is rapidly shortened. However, because the "pleasure" in the process is too wonderful, all those who are addicted to drugs ignore the silent cries from other parts of the body.
"System, you know, I have always been a very considerate person."
The system hasn't learned how to write a short essay yet, but it has already learned to speak without thinking:
[Yes, you are the most considerate person in the world! ]
"That's right, you can write this in your essay."
…We were told that the essays would be heartfelt and sincere, but is this the kind of sincerity and emotion they are supposed to be?!
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Zeng Nanjiang had a long dream, in which he finally returned to his hometown after a long absence.
He returned to his childhood when his parents were still alive. At that time, he would go to the small park opposite the community to play on the swings every day. Although his father did not come home often, he would always accompany him to play until dark every time he came back. At that time, the sky was golden and the air was fresh. He could sleep whenever he wanted without having to worry about anything else.
I’m so tired. I really want to go back to my childhood.
Zeng Nanjiang thought, I once thought I was a man with a will of steel, but... steel can also melt.
He has been "Zhou Lin" for too long, and no one has mentioned the name Zeng Nanjiang for a long time, so long that he himself almost forgot this name, so how could someone call his name in his sleep?
Was his undercover identity discovered? Oh no, he had been discovered.
It turned out that he was really going to die.
Zeng Nanjiang suddenly felt a little unwilling, but he didn't know what he was unwilling to do. Maybe he didn't want to die as "Zhou Lin", or maybe he wanted to go back to his hometown to take a look at his parents' tombstone. With this unwillingness, he desperately told himself that no matter how fresh the air was in his childhood, he couldn't sleep.
He didn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep. Although he was very sleepy, he just didn't sleep.
Not only did he not sleep, he also regained his sleep paralysis in a daze.
Zeng Nanjiang woke up. His limbs were wrapped in plaster and he looked like a mummy. So even if he woke up, he only opened his eyes.
"Zeng Nanjiang, can you hear me?"
Zeng Nanjiang wanted to nod with difficulty, but found that he couldn't do it, so he blinked.
"You are safe now. Don't worry. Stay calm. Your colleagues will come to explain the situation to you later. Do you understand?"
Zeng Nanjiang blinked again.
In fact, during this period, Zeng Nanjiang had been waking up briefly, but his body was too weak to keep him awake. It was not until today that he was truly conscious.
After a few more days, Zeng Nanjiang finally felt a little joy at surviving the disaster. There were too many colleagues who sacrificed their lives while undercover like him. In fact, he had already prepared for the sacrifice, just like his father.
But he didn't expect that he would survive.
"Nanjiang, do you know who saved you?"
Zeng Nanjiang was puzzled: "It's not you, the captain, who is leading the team..."
"No, no, no, I'm still too late. If I had been faster, those beasts would have been too late... Let's not talk about this anymore. Let me tell you some good news. I'm sure you'll be very happy to hear it."
"What good news?"
"When you were sent to the hospital, you were already in critical condition. Lao Zhang and I were both paralyzed. We finally managed to save you, but the doctor said you needed surgery at a larger hospital. We petitioned our superiors and brought you all the way here. Your condition wasn't good after you arrived, so we sent you to emergency care. Later, you were given a nutrient solution, and your condition finally began to stabilize."
"?"
"You're truly unique. Have you ever heard of the Bian Shen in the Golden Triangle?"
Zeng Nanjiang had actually heard of him: "I know him, the guy who invented the anti-cancer drug, right?"
"Besides, you saved him."
"?" Zeng Nanjiang's question mark popped up again. How could he have saved a scientist of this level before? Was it in a dream?
It wasn't until he heard Ajun's name that Zeng Nanjiang finally couldn't help but get excited, frightening the captain so much that he held him down: "Don't move around, don't get excited. This is the Ajun you mentioned before. He later changed his name to Bian Ling and is now a Nobel Prize winner."
Zeng Nanjiang had a dreamy expression on his face.
"You don't know, but after he learned you were injured, he came to see you directly, accompanied by his guards. When he heard you were critically ill, he immediately went to the laboratory and prepared a large box of life-saving potion for you."
"He...really studied hard."
Perhaps it was because he heard the name of an old friend that Zeng Nanjiang couldn't help but fall into memories. In his memory, Ajun was still a dark and silent little boy, always wearing the most tattered clothes, but his eyes were bright, making people want to help him at first sight.
At that time, he was still on a mission, so he couldn't say he cared much about Ah Jun. However, after learning that Ah Jun was about to drop out of school, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for him, so he left all his income from teaching to him. Who knew -
It turns out that good people really do get rewarded.
"Why... did he change his name?" He remembered that Ajun liked his name very much.
This was another difficult situation. The captain didn't want to talk about it, but Zeng Nanjiang really wanted to hear about Ajun's story. After hearing it, he became very angry and was finally forced to take an injection to calm him down.
Zeng Nanjiang couldn't help feeling depressed. His body was in such a tattered state now that it was difficult for him to return to his favorite job or even to be a normal person.
He remembered that he was injected with a lot of drugs, including new types that had not been sold. In this situation, there was almost no possibility of quitting. Even if he was still alive, he would have to fight against drug addiction for the rest of his life.
But at least he was still alive, which was much better than he had imagined.
"Captain, you don't have to comfort me."
The captain exclaimed, "I'm not going to comfort you. Bian Shen said that when you get better you can go to his lab to help with drug rehabilitation. Don't you want to go?"
Zeng Nanjiang was speechless: "...Please, such an important thing, you could have said it at the beginning!"
He would have to be crazy not to go. Besides, he also... really wanted to see Ah Jun again, to see that little boy with bright eyes.
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