Huang Dehan spent a few days in anxiety, and his injuries were 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 guinea pig for drug experiments.
On this day, the door of the ward suddenly opened and several doctors in white coats walked in one after another.
One of the doctors came towards him with a syringe.
Huang Dehan was terrified and struggled to shout, "Don't come over here—"
His hands and feet were tied to the bed, and no matter how he struggled it was of no use.
The syringe stabbed him hard in the arm.
The next second, Huang Dehan felt his eyelids become heavy and he soon lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a laboratory.
There were doctors in white coats around, and I didn't know what they were busy with.
Huang Dehan was terrified. He moved and found that his hands and feet were tied up and he could not move.
He looked 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 an experiment?
Soon, his thoughts were confirmed. A doctor saw that he woke up and walked towards him with a syringe.
Seeing the syringe, fear rose from the bottom of his heart. He trembled with fear and shouted loudly: "Don't come over here, what do you want to do to me?"
"Don't be afraid." The man in the white coat had a kind face and comforted her in a gentle voice: "The injection I gave you is a drug I just developed, which is specifically for treating cancer. If you feel any discomfort, you must tell me."
Hearing this, Huang Dehan was so angry that he yelled, "Are you mentally ill? I don't have cancer. What kind of experiment did you capture me for?"
But the man in the white coat did not answer him. Instead, he took the syringe and stabbed him directly in the arm.
Not long after the drug was injected, Huang Dehan's body reacted. He felt as if his chest was on fire. It hurt so much that he had difficulty breathing. He couldn't help but curse: "Fuck your mother, what did you inject into me? It hurts so much."
The man in the white coat didn't get angry either. He asked with a smile, "Where does it hurt?"
Huang Dehan's breathing suddenly became rapid. He gasped for air, and his chest was aching. He said with difficulty, "My chest...my chest hurts...it hurts..."
The man in the white coat still smiled and said, "My chest hurts. Got it. I'll go change the medicine."
After saying that, he left, completely caring about Huang Dehan's life or death.
Huang Dehan was so angry when he saw the man in the white coat just leave like that. He wanted to scold him, but he couldn't say anything because his chest was hurting more and more, so much so that he couldn't even speak. His face turned red and he twisted his body desperately like a drowning man. He opened his mouth and breathed desperately, and his eyes began to roll back like a dead fish.
He felt suffocated, his eyes went dark and he passed out.
When he woke up again, Huang Dehan felt his whole body was limp and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.
The man in the white coat came over again with a syringe.
Huang Dehan's eyes were wide open, but he didn't have the energy to curse anymore.
After the injection, the doctor in the white coat said, "Try this medicine again. It was changed yesterday."
Hearing this, Huang Dehan really wanted to curse his ancestors. Did he really treat him as a guinea pig?
It seems that Riemann was right. Here, he was just a guinea pig for drug testing, even worse than pigs and dogs!
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