Chapter 456: Things cultivated by the research institute (please vote for the big chapter)
"Mr. Reed is a core member of the Mars Project?"
He Ao stirred the coffee and suddenly asked.
"Of course, he is the only core member of the research institute in Limen City."
Coles drank milk and said slowly.
"Are there research institutes in other cities?"
He Ao paused while stirring the coffee.
"There are currently more than a dozen research institutes across the federation, spread across major cities," Coles fell into a brief thought. "The places where the group sets up research institutes are generally densely populated metropolises. Limen City is one of the few.
Exception, in fact, I don’t know why the group set up a research institute in Limen City.”
"Um,"
He Ao continued to stir the coffee. The reason why Limen City was 'selected' was probably because of the existence of the Fountain of Youth.
A bolder guess is that perhaps the earliest ‘research’ started in Rimen City.
However, He Ao did not discuss this topic in depth, but asked casually, "What kind of person does Mr. Coles think Red is?"
"He is very smart, but he is not a researcher, but he is very lucky."
Coles put the milk to his mouth and spoke calmly, with a slight upward tone in his tone, which was contemptuous.
This 'doctor' felt that Rhett was inferior to him.
The so-called 'good luck' should be said that Rhett joined the plan relatively early and happened to be at the core of the plan.
"Then if something happens to Red, or he makes a major mistake..."
He Ao's stirring of the coffee slowly stopped, and the swirling coffee hit the slender stopped spoon, causing a faint translucent foam.
Hearing this, Coles raised his head in surprise and stared at He Ao blankly.
He Ao saw a flash of expectation in his eyes.
Then he turned away and shook his head, "I am so old now. Although I have been in the group for so many years, it is already difficult to go further. You don't need to sow discord between me and Rhett."
"I'll just say it casually,"
He Ao smiled.
Everyone has something they care about. People who love money care about money, and lustful people care about sex. Coles has probably always been curious about the core secret of the Mars plan. Over the years, this curiosity has accumulated into something
Obsession.
Once the seeds of obsession take root and sprout, people will no longer be controlled by reason.
Ho knew he could ask more deeply now. In a sense, Coles and he had "common interests."
He put down the coffee spoon in his hand and looked out the window at the majestic hospital building at night, "When did the Mars Project start?"
"The Mars plan has been around for a long time,"
Coles answered slowly that this was not a core and complicated issue, "It is said that when the Star Group was first established, there were similar plans within the group, but these plans never achieved effective results until almost two years ago.
Twelve years ago, this plan gained some momentum, and a number of new research teams were gradually organized."
"Were you working in this hospital at that time?"
Heao asked.
"No," Coles shook his head, "This hospital didn't exist at that time. I worked in another private hospital of the Star Group. The Star Hospital was developed and built by the group later. After I joined the plan,
That’s why I was transferred to this hospital.”
Qunxing Zhimei Hospital was built about twenty years ago. The core area here was originally a park. It was taken away by a businessman for demolition and reconstruction almost forty years ago.
Judging from the information collected by Eve, there are rumors that the businessman who originally bought the core area wanted to build a hospital here.
But I don’t know whether it was because of a broken capital chain or some other reason. After the park was demolished, no new buildings were built on this land.
The entire land had been deserted for nearly twenty years, and was finally purchased by the Stars Group in some way. The Stars Group bought all the surrounding land with a large amount of money, demolished the original buildings on the ground, and built the current Stars Group.
Zhimei Hospital.
Judging from Coles's words, all this happened after the progress of the "Mars Project" in pursuit of eternal life.
It seems that almost twenty years ago, someone brought the Fountain of Youth into the sights of the Star Group, and relied on the Fountain to promote the progress of the Mars Project.
"So when Rhett introduced you to join the Mars Project, was it for...?"
Ho Ao looked back at Coles.
"For my surgical abilities."
Coles coughed and said, "More than ten years ago, I was relatively well-known in the surgical circle in Limen City. It was at that time that I received an invitation from Rhett. In fact, he not only invited me, he also
All the well-known surgeons in Limen City were invited.
"In the end, five surgeons were invited to participate in the project. We were not assigned to any research at first, but were assigned a lot of human anatomy work. In the end, the other four doctors withdrew from the project due to various problems, leaving only
I, who was the least famous at the time, stayed.
"After several other doctors quit, the group did not give me a new task and just asked me to continue dissecting cadavers.
"Corpses available for autopsy are rare, and almost every one needs to be cherished, but Rhett provided me with an endless supply of corpses, but these dead people all had some kind of disease or accident.
scars.
"During that time, I gained a deeper understanding of the human body's structure every day, which laid the foundation for my future surgical operations."
"Those corpses came from Qunxing Zhimei Hospital?"
He Ao glanced at the hospital outside the window and asked softly.
Coles was silent for a moment, neither confirming nor denying.
He Ao understood the answer. He did not continue to ask, but changed the question, "So you have been dissecting corpses since then?"
"About three months later," Coles seemed to be lost in memories, "Red found me. He gave me a silver metal box and hoped that I could figure out a way to 'put' this metal box into a living person.
.”
He Ao thought of the silver metal box containing the mini-kidney in the operating room where Pat was 'operated'.
"It seems you succeeded."
He Ao took a sip of coffee and answered softly.
The scene was a little awkward for a while.
After all, He Ao was lying on the operating table, waiting for Coles to operate.
But the awkward atmosphere only lasted for a short while, and Coles quickly went on to say,
"The space in the human body is limited. It is difficult to completely fit things into it without appearing obtrusive. Moreover, the sudden introduction of foreign objects will inevitably trigger a strong reaction from the immune system."
"So how did you solve this problem."
He Ao asked with interest.
"This method is not difficult and any surgeon can think of it.
"Some organs in the human body have strong regenerative capabilities. For example, after part of the liver is removed, its function will not be particularly affected, and it can regenerate to a certain extent." Coles said slowly,
"Even if part of some organs is missing, it will not have much impact on the body's normal functions. For example, missing a kidney will have little impact on normal life, and removing part of the stomach will not have much impact on digestive function."
He Ao's hand stiffened while drinking coffee.
"Of course, I disdain to use these methods," Coles seemed to have seen his actions and said quickly,
"Long-term anatomy experience has allowed me to develop many methods that can slightly 'squeeze out space' in the human body. I have summarized this method as experience, but this method will more or less cause abnormalities on the skin surface.
The bulge may squeeze the box. Rhett doesn't like this plan, but I have always implemented this plan."
He Ao slowly took a sip of coffee and said nothing.
Coles's intention was very clear. He would not harm the 'patient's' original organs, but that did not mean that other 'doctors' in the institute would do the same.
He Ao asked casually, "So are there any standards for selecting doctors in the institute?"
"The doctors at the institute are all selected by Red. I don't know the specific process, but from my observation, most of them are underground doctors who have never gone to school."
Coles replied slowly.
"Then why did you..."
He Ao lifted the coffee cup, indicating something.
He was talking about why Coles, like those underground doctors, went to the institute to perform 'operations' on people.
In fact, he already had some guesses in his mind, but he was still waiting for Coles' answer.
"For deeper secrets," Coles said, leaning back on the sofa.
"I have most of the outer information of the Mars Project, but with this information alone, I cannot obtain deeper intelligence, so I told Red that I was going to go to the operating table. I hope to learn from those who have undergone the operation."
'Get more information about your patients.
"Red openly welcomed my actions and opened up most areas of the institute to me, but he never showed me the core 'patient' tracking data, and he would only arrange for me
To do some 'surgery' that his doctors can't do,"
At this point, Coles paused, "For example, your physical examination shows that your physical fitness is very poor and your body is abnormally weak. Even Red's doctors are not confident that they can complete the test without harming you."
'Operation' on you, so Rhett asked me to...cough..."
He took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed, looking at He Ao.
He seemed to be very interested in why He Ao was so strong despite having such poor physical fitness.
However, Ho had no intention of explaining it to Coles.
He Ao put the coffee cup in his hand on the table. The wind outside the window blew up the fallen leaves on the landscape trees. He opened his mouth and asked the crucial question,
"So what exactly does the institute do?"
"To be precise, I don't know what the research institute is used for. The mission of the research institute I came into contact with is to implant the key items of the Mars Project into the body of the 'patient', and then after a certain period of time,
Get this item back."
Coles replied.
The key item he mentioned should be the silver box.
He always refers to those 'volunteers' who signed the agreement and walked onto the operating table inexplicably as 'patients'.
After saying this, he paused for a moment, as if hesitating whether to say some other 'information'.
During the whole process, He Ao remained quiet. He knew that Coles would make the right choice because the other party had "common interests" with him. This was what he had planted in Coles' heart at the beginning of the conversation.
seed.
The evening breeze blew more fallen leaves, and as a leaf fell in front of the transparent window, it slowly slid to the ground. Coles finally raised his head and continued,
"But I think the institute may be trying to 'cultivate' something."
He Ao looked up at him and motioned for him to continue.
“The entire institute’s process for ‘patients’ is like this,
"First, open the patient's body, put a silver box into the patient's body, then connect some blood vessels to some of the connections in the box, and then sew up the wound.
"Generally, patients can wake up after a day or two of cultivation. In the first day or two, their energy will become particularly strong. During this process, the institute will distribute some medicines to them and require them to take them regularly every day.
"The time for taking the medicine depends on the box it is placed in. Each box requires different storage times in the 'patient' body, generally between one and three months.
“I have studied the drugs provided by those research institutes, which contain pharmaceutical ingredients that suppress the immune system and are used to control the immune system from attacking ‘foreign bodies’ in the body.
"In addition, there are some drugs that forcibly catalyze body functions. Most of the time, these drugs are used to create stimulants.
“Generally speaking, immunosuppressive drugs can cause relatively large damage to the body, but stimulant drugs can forcibly refresh the ‘patient’.
"Besides these two drugs, there are some ingredients in these drugs that I cannot identify, but I think these ingredients may have certain addictive properties.
"The dosage of drugs in the institute is very well controlled. Generally, until the 'storage' is over and the box in the body is taken out, many 'patients' will not realize that there is something wrong with their bodies.
"They will find wounds on their bodies, but out of their desire for generous 'subsidy', they will choose to acquiesce to the institute's behavior.
"After most 'patients' are stored once, the institute will let them go home to rest for a period of time. At this time, the damage to the body will gradually be exposed, and they will feel severe discomfort and fatigue,"
At this point, Colston paused and said slowly, "But this does not affect the vast majority of 'patients' who repeatedly participate in the 'deposit'. They don't know what the institute has done to them, but maybe those drugs
Because there are addictive ingredients in it, they will swoop towards it like moths to a flame and continue to participate in 'storage'."
When Coles said this, his expression was a bit ferocious, veins popped out on his hands, and an abnormal look flashed on his face.
He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed.
He Ao noticed that when he first talked about the "addictive ingredients" in those drugs, he seemed to have this expression.
"Feel sorry."
Coles paused, took out a small pill box from his clothes, poured a small white pill into his mouth, then he took a sip of milk and swallowed the pill.
"I have some physical problems...where did we just talk..."
His expression returned to calm, "Yes, those 'patients' will continue to participate in the 'storage' of the institute, and eventually their lives will become weaker and weaker, or even die on the operating table. I have encountered many such accidents.
Already."
"Doctor, I have a question."
He Ao suddenly asked, "Why do you keep calling those who participate in the institute's experiments 'patients'?"
"Patients are always patients," Coles's glasses widened, and blood-red threads filled his eyeballs. "Aren't they patients?"
He Ao instantly activated his super memory and stared at Coles' figure.
The old doctor's soul clung to his body. The illusory shadow was covered with white spots, and slender tentacles extended from these spots and inserted into his throat.
This 'doctor'...maybe...has gone crazy a long time ago.
He Ao turned off Super Memory, and the expression on his face did not change, "So, what exactly is in that box?"
"It's an organ,"
Coles leaned back on the sofa, his voice hoarse. He seemed not to realize what he had just done was abnormal.
"An 'organ' that is not part of the natural development of the human body and is cultivated"
