But once, she fell ill and was in a coma for half a year. Other experimental personnel thought that she would become a permanent vegetative person and should be dealt with in time and not wasting time and medicine.

For the first time, he did not agree with the consensus of his colleagues. He thought she would wake up. He opposed the opposition and kept her by studying the topic of the vegetative nervous system.

She woke up later and saw her open her eyes. At that moment, he suddenly realized that she, like other experimental subjects, could not live for many years. It was just that her tenacity made him fantasize that she would always be an exception.

When I came to the laboratory by myself, I could always see her.

In fact, she doesn't know how to do it at all. She may never be able to open her eyes in the next second.

He stopped all her experiments and established a crazy topic, which was how to prolong the lives of these experimental subjects and make them return to normal people. Of course, all of this was achieved under the banner of retaining experimental subjects for the laboratory.

No one believed that he really wanted to save An Jie'er. They thought that he was just playing with this life in another way.

This strange desire suddenly made him full of enthusiasm and motivation for research. The first time he did not work hard to kill the experimental subject.

But when he wanted to work hard, he found it was too late.

Her body has been deformed by various reagent tests for many years, and her physiological system has long been disordered and disordered, and her organ failure is also very severe. It is just because she is more tenacious, so she has not died.

But it is impossible to make her return to a normal person or even live longer.

The more frequent occurrence of the disease made him realize that she had no more time after all.

His kind-hearted behavior gave her hope, making her think that she would get better, live, grow up, and have the opportunity to take a look at the outside world.

Then every time he got sick, he felt more and more helpless. Sometimes he even thought that she would not live for half a year anyway, so it would be better to end her life now and let her suffer less from illness.

But he didn't do it after all, because he suddenly realized that he had deprived her of the opportunity to live and could no longer deprive her of the effort she wanted to live.

He watched her become weaker and weaker with his own eyes, and watched her approach the god of death step by step.

I have never been so powerless in my life, and I want to work hard to save her life, but as smart as him, no matter how great his academic achievements are, he cannot save her.

At that time, he suddenly became confused about the path he chose.

If he can't even save the person he wants to save, then what is he doing to be a medical scientist?

He trampled on human lives, but eventually found that he had no right to do so.

An Jie'er's illness was in full swing, very painful, and she had no hope. Her physical function had failed to the limit. He could still see the desire to survive in her eyes. His conscience was condemned to the greatest extent.

Finally he personally sent her away with a needle.

Her body was burned and left no trace in the laboratory.

This little girl, like a sharp knife, always stuck in his conscience and became his secret.
Chapter completed!