At this time, Ye Zhou's body was extremely weak, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, which was a sign of severe gastrointestinal bleeding. There was really not much time left for him. He had to export the video as soon as possible and then pass it out through the communicator.

He thought it would be difficult, but in fact, no one cared about where he was going or what he was going to do. The security guards just stood quietly, intending to collect his body after he died completely.

He successfully exported the video through Bluetooth, which took him nearly two hours. During this period, he was not disturbed at all, but the blood that kept vomiting almost soaked the simple bed.

After importing the data into the communicator and starting to send it, Ye Zhou curiously turned on the video recorded by the micro camera while waiting. He wanted to know what happened during his coma and what kind of therapy the other party used to him.

However, the camera lying on his back recorded very limited things, and he was not prepared for a long period of anesthesia, so the camera only recorded the contents of the first 6 hours.

But just these 6 hours are enough to determine that there are serious ethical problems in this research institution.

Because, among the medicine they injected, Ye Zhou clearly saw the words "ghb" marked on a can of medicine bottle.

This is a strictly regulated psychotropic drug. Obviously, they used this drug in their experiments, with the purpose of keeping the experimenters' basic neural response active and causing them to lose memory of the experimental process.

The doctors and nurses who had previously looked polite also changed their faces. They took off their gloves and masks completely disregarded the principle of sterility, and moved Ye Zhou's body stiffly. Once, after the restraint belt was untied, he fell directly to the ground.

It took him two minutes to carry him from the ground and throw him back to the chair.

Compared with these things, the use of unverified therapies is the focus of this recording. The micro cameras have extremely poor radio effects, but you can still hear the word "immune reconstruction" repeatedly mentioned by the doctors.

With these, it's enough.

According to the information flow, aspen's public results have not yet completed animal experiments, nor have they disclosed any information about human experiments. All the experimenters in this experimental hall wrote some mature technical experiments in their protocols.

Ye Zhou's video will completely expose their lies.

If you do this, it should be able to change the process of the development of immune reconstruction technology, right?

Looking at the progress bar that was about to reach halfway, Ye Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

I am indeed dying, but the simulation is over.

He lay on his back on the ground, curling up as much as possible, which could reduce the pain on his body and prevent the loss of temperature caused by blood loss from being too fast to end the simulation early.

50%, 52%, 54%.........

The progress bar was still rising slowly and steadily, everything seemed to have settled, but at this moment, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.

The person who came in was Huo Bo.

"Ye, what's wrong with you? Why are you so bloody? I'll help you find a doctor..."

Huo Bo's face was filled with real anxiety. Before, when a stranger died in front of him, he could be completely indifferent, but now, when Ye Zhou, a "half friend", was in the same situation, his attitude turned 180 degrees.

The lower the level, the lower the cost of gaining a kindness. Many people will regard this as a kind of stupidity, but Ye Zhou is more willing to believe that this is the social wisdom they rely on when they survive in despair.

"No, I'm fine... it'll be fine soon."

"Let me rest, it's okay..."

Ye Zhou struggled to sit up and hold Huo Bo, who was still going out, but Ye Zhou didn't let go at all.

He is not afraid of death, so there is no need to do these meaningless things.

Unable to resist Ye Zhou, Huo Bo had to stay in the tent. He picked up a piece of rag to wipe the blood on the ground, and then stuffed the rag into Ye Zhou's hand for him to wipe his mouth.

Ye Zhou took the dirty rag with laughter and cry, and the latter had already sat down and comforted him:

"Maybe it's really okay. You are so strong. This is just a side effect and will get better soon... Look at me, I felt like I was almost dead before, and now I'm getting through it."

"I feel healthy now. My wound is recovering, my appetite is getting better, and I don't feel dizzy. The doctor said I have survived some rejection reactions. Maybe my immune system has begun to rebuild."

"I will continue to experiment tomorrow. Do you know? They said I will become the first real lucky person. As long as I continue to persist in the treatment, my AIDS will be completely cured and even the virus will be eliminated!"

Hearing his words, Ye Zhou widened his eyes in surprise. He forced himself to pull Huo Bo's hand. Then he found that it was really just as the other party said, his wound had begun to scab!

The gangrene that could be seen everywhere on his arms was no longer visible, and there were no purple spots caused by osmotic bleeding under the skin, and the swollen lymph nodes on his neck had completely eliminated the swelling at this time!

This is indeed a signal that the immune system will return to normal, but does not this mean...

Aspen, succeeded?!

If this is the case, then what is the meaning of what you are doing?

“Is your treatment over?”

Ye Zhou asked anxiously, his too tense muscles made him cough up a mouthful of blood again.

"No, not yet. The doctor said this is just the initial treatment. If I don't continue the experiment, my physical condition will return to the beginning."

"He said my immune system was not stable---yes, that's it, like a car, after replacing the tires, the screws have not been tightened."

"It will take me at least one or two months to participate in several experiments..."

"But this is a good start, isn't it? I have hope of living!"

"Ye, I will get a big bonus. At that time, I will go to the countryside to build an orphanage, just like what I told you."

"You can join me. You are an excellent businessman. You can definitely run the orphanage well----By the way, if you want to do business, maybe I can share you some money... but I'm afraid it won't be too much."

"Also, if my illness can be cured, maybe I can get married..."

Huo Bo was still chattering, but Ye Zhou was no longer in the mood to listen.

His heart was bright. At this time, he finally understood the significance of this simulation.

This is a test, but it is not a test of his "ability", but a test of "choice".

If the aspen project continues, it means that more choiceless poor people will die in their hands and be deprived of the right to continue to survive in the coldest way.

But at the same time, once the Aspen project is successful, tens of millions of patients will be saved.

If the aspen is exposed, the project will definitely be terminated immediately. Ye Zhou can save a group of people, but these people do not include Huo Bo.

Without the support of medical technology in the experiment, he will die soon.

Ye Zhou seemed to see a balance posed in front of him.

On one side of the scale is placed the lives of patients, including Hobo, and on the other side, medicine and scientific ethics, law, and long-standing rules.

The balance was difficult to balance, and Ye Zhou held the last weight in his hand, about to decide which side the balance was tilted.

This is not just a tram problem, it is several times more complicated than a tram problem.

Respect the rules is correct.

Respect life is kind.

Which one should you choose for correctness and kindness?

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