In the monitor, after Lu Fan drank the medicine, he stood there for a while, then turned around, walked back, and sat on the hospital bed.
One minute.
Two minutes.
three minutes.
five minutes……
After waiting for half an hour, Lu Fan on the monitor looked calm and sat motionless on the bed.
"no effect?"
Qianyu Yuqian frowned. In their hundreds of previous experiments on ordinary people and warriors, the effect of the medicine would start to take effect in ten minutes at most.
At the same time, the experimenter experienced different adverse reactions such as irritability, vomiting, and pupil bleeding.
However, more than half an hour had passed now, and Lu Fan looked like he was fine. She even doubted whether Lu Fan had taken any medicine.
However, she just witnessed Lu Fan taking the medicine with her own eyes.
Could it be that the physique of a body-tempering person is really completely different from that of ordinary people, and even incomparable to those of warriors?
Three hours.
After they waited in the monitoring room for three full hours.
Lu Fan finally moved.
Seeing Lu Fan stand up, Qianha Gozen and Miyamoto Ichiro even stood up from their chairs in excitement.
However, when they saw Lu Fan just walked to the table, drank some water, ate some egg bread and went back to lie on the bed to sleep, they realized that it was already dark.
"You still have to go to the cabinet. I'll keep an eye on you here."
Chiba Gozen turned to look at Miyamoto Ichiro: "It is unlikely that anything will happen in a short period of time. I will notify you as soon as there is news. You go there first."
Ichiro Miyamoto nodded, and when he stood up to leave, he suddenly stopped and said: "If anything happens to him, please inform me immediately. I want to witness his death with my own eyes. Of course, he'd better survive. My hatred for him is
It’s not over yet!”
Miyamoto Ichiro left with anger, while Chiba Gozen sat on the sofa, staring at the screen motionlessly, and the entire control room fell into a deathly silence.
…
Early the next morning.
When Ichiro Miyamoto opened the door and walked in, Chiba Gozen was still sitting on the sofa, maintaining the same posture as last night.
"How about it?"
He walked in and looked at the surveillance screen.