As he spoke, Dr. Punos just shook his right hand. In his hand, which had nothing on it, a silver-white scalpel suddenly appeared on a street corner or in a theater like a magic trick. The blade of the silver-white scalpel had a frosted texture.
But it can give people the illusion of being extremely smooth. There is a first-class reflected light at the edge, as if the light has been materialized, kneaded into a thin line, and then carefully adhered to the blade.
Just by looking at it, you can feel how sharp it is - the air can be cut with a slight shake.
"No matter where you go, you are dissecting corpses." Punos said the last words, waving his hand and asking his assistant Adina to quickly get the test reagents and not waste time here.
While watching Adina walk out of the ward made of tents, Punos' eyes returned to Trinya, looking at her like an object, and finally his eyes went to the wound on her leg.
It was still a strange feeling. Trinya felt that she had become extremely sharp at this moment, and she could clearly catch the gaze of Dr. Punos, with a weight, falling on the wound on her leg. In addition,
Not only the eyes, but also the slightly strong smell of the medicine, the footsteps around her, the moans from other patients around her, and the faint, but she was sure she could hear, the sound of a slight rainstorm.
Trinya didn't know how to describe herself now, but after confirming that Dr. Punos was indeed not interested in her naked body, her nervousness relaxed.
"Hello, Doctor Punos." Trinya managed to organize her words, and Adena walked in with several tubes of reagents and handed them to Doctor Punos.
"Patient No. 16 was cleared and did not survive the rejection period." Adena said something that had nothing to do with her, without any emotional fluctuations. This was not like a habitual performance, but from her thoughts.
The bottom layer believed that this had no connection with itself, "From the beginning to the end, the recorded time was less than one minute. Forty-six seconds, the exact time."
"Ding!" While listening to Adena's explanation, Punos skillfully opened several tubes of reagents. Holding it with his left hand, he went to Trinya, untied the belt around her neck, and smoothly placed it with his right hand.
A cut of half a centimeter appeared on his arm.
Trinya didn't have time to say thank you. The slight pain on her arm made her look over - a wound appeared out of thin air on the fair and smooth skin. In her mind, it should be bright red blood flowing out, but what she saw was
A mixture of off-white and bright red.
Silk thread,,, Trinya immediately thought of the mixed-color silk thread made of winding filaments of different colors. In the liquid flowing out, there is an absolute boundary between bright red and gray white. The two are extremely clear. Even if they are in a liquid, they are different from each other.
There was no sign of fusion. At this moment, her relaxed mood began to become tense. She remembered the man she had seen before the memory gap, the man whose head was smashed by something.
The corpse fell into the rain, and the liquid that flowed out, or should be said to be blood, was gray-white with a greasy feel.
Trinya wanted to speak and express the many questions that had accumulated in her heart. But when she saw Doctor Punos using reagents on the wound on her arm, her words were temporarily buried in her stomach.
"Patient No. 16, did you cut open the body immediately after cleaning it?" Punos did the test and did not forget to ask, "The result is the same as the previous dozen patients? The blood, organs, muscle tissue, etc. were all gray and white.
, along with the tendency to dissolve, most of the nerve bundles are also broken."
After Adena confirmed the answer, Punos' movements temporarily stopped, which was a sign of being lost in thought. After a few seconds, the movements of his hands resumed without any stagnation, and the words continued simultaneously, "Big trouble, I thought it would be
It is good news, but after the node is confirmed to exist, the good news becomes the most troublesome bad news at present. What is more serious is that we have no plan for this at all, and we did not expect this kind of situation to happen. It can be said that there is no
get ready."
"Dr. Punos,,,doctor!, have you stopped?" He said in a deliberately mocking tone, "When you were studying with those professors and researchers from the biology department, you never felt discouraged during this period.
Performance. At that time, you were full of confidence and thought that you could learn all the technical knowledge from those professors and researchers."
"Heh,,," Apu Nuo responded, "I was only a teenager at that time. I can't say that I was young. I was just a baby who didn't understand anything. It's understandable to show naivety. As my
Good assistant, you who were with me at that time, don’t say that you don’t know the technical capabilities of the people in the biology department.”
"Terrifying knowledge, terrifying techniques, and terrifying execution." While sighing, Apno completed the testing steps, stood up straight, and threw the small reagent bottle into the trash can nearby - it had the words "Medical Use" on it.
"Waste, Danger" is on the sign, "At that time, I should say that even now, my hands are still trembling compared to the way I operate."
"After decades of accumulation, it's a time gap, not a gap in ability. They all praise you." Adena seemed to console her. She had taken out a pocket watch at some point and started timing.
Punos also looked at Trinya at this moment, and their eyes made contact with each other, "Dear lady, I can read a lot of questions in your eyes, but as your attending doctor, I think I should be able to tell you something.
Suggestive words.”
"Your life has come to a fork in the road. The decision on which way to go is actually in your hands. On either side of the fork in the road, you have less than a few hours left in your life. But don't worry.
, you will not feel any pain when you die, because we will help you. On the other hand, theoretically you will have a longer life and a healthier body. So, no matter what, you must choose to live
Over there, use all methods."
"Exhausting all methods?"
"Yes, all the methods you can think of can be done now. For example, rely on will to force yourself to make a choice, instead of being forced to wait for the results to appear. And will is in your brain
." After Punos finished speaking, Adena also pressed her pocket watch, "Twenty-three seconds, there is still value for observation."
Only then did Trinya subconsciously look at the wound on her arm. The gray and bright red blood flowing out was distinct from each other. During the time of speaking, some unknown reaction occurred. At this moment, it has completely turned into bright red. It belongs to blood.
its own color.
"Congratulations, dear lady, you have indeed gained a few more hours of life. Remember my words, will is the most important, and will is in your brain. You must work hard during these few hours.
The reward for your hard work is to get the answers to all your questions. You are also lucky, miss. There are many patients with the same symptoms, and they don't even have a chance to wake up."
"Are there many people in the same situation as me?" Trinya seemed to regain her confidence and breathed a sigh of relief.
"After a few months, the number I took over, including those met by others, exceeded 50,000 people."
"Is there anyone who can be cured?" Trinya's words were full of expectation.
"Of course, the success rate is still very high, miss. You have to work hard yourself. There is a 70-80% chance, but you can't miss it." Punos said, "After a few hours, we will still
Will come to see you."
"Thank you Dr. Punos!"
Punos nodded and left with Adena. On the way back to the office, Adena suddenly asked, "The probability of more than one in 50,000, based on your understanding, is it a very high probability?"
"For ordinary people, it can be called a miracle to survive. The surgeon cannot bear the pollution. What do you think the outcome will be for ordinary people? However, Sister Kara has reminded us many times that the current situation
The environment is an era where miracles and irrationality occur frequently."
"By the way, where is Sister Kara? She's not back yet?"
"The underground sewer network is still being cleaned, and another stronghold of mass-produced inferior surgeons has been discovered."