In the monitor, after Lu Fan took the medicine, he stood there for a while, then turned around and walked back, and sat on the hospital bed.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Five minutes...

After waiting for half an hour, Lu Fan in the monitor had already looked calm and sat on the bed without moving.

"Not effective?"

Qianyu Yuqian frowned. In the hundreds of tests before them against ordinary people and warriors, the efficacy of the medicine would begin to attack for up to ten minutes.

At the same time, the experimenter developed different adverse reactions such as irritability, vomiting, and pupil bleeding.

However, more than half an hour has passed, and Lu Fan looks like he is fine. She even doubts whether Lu Fan has taken medicine.

However, she just witnessed that Lu Fan took the medicine with her own eyes.

Is the physique of the body temperer really completely different from that of ordinary people, and even those warriors cannot compare with them?

Three hours.

After they waited in the monitoring room for three hours.

Lu Fan finally moved.

Seeing Lu Fan get up, Chia Yumae and Miyamoto Ichiro even stood up from the chair excitedly.

However, when they saw Lu Fan just walked to the table, drank water, ate some egg bread, and went back to lie on the bed to sleep, they realized that it was already dark.

"You have to go to the cabinet, I'll stare here."

Chia Yumae turned his head to look at Miyamoto Ichiro: "It is probably difficult to happen in a short period of time. I will notify you as soon as possible if there is any news. You go there first."

Miyamoto Ichiro nodded and stood up and left, suddenly stopped and said, "If there is anything wrong with him, please inform me immediately. I want to witness his death with my own eyes. Of course, he would better survive. My revenge with him has not been calculated yet!"

Miyamoto Ichiro left with resentment, while Chia Yuqian sat on the sofa, staring at the screen motionlessly, and the entire monitoring room fell into a dead silence.

...

The next morning.

When Miyamoto Ichiro walked in, Chia Yumae was still sitting on the sofa, maintaining the same position as last night.

"How about it?"

He walked in and glanced at the surveillance screen.

I found that in the surveillance screen, Lu Fan was sitting next to the table, drinking milk and eating bread.

"Not respond yet?"

Miyamoto Ichiro was slightly stunned: "It's almost twenty-four hours, why haven't he responded yet?"

"Have he taken the medicine? How could a day pass without any reaction?"

"I have watched all the video clips before he took the medicine. He did take that medicine, but why it hasn't been reported yet, I don't know."

"Maybe our medicine failed?"

A gray-haired old man spoke in confusion.

"Baga!"

Miyamoto Ichiro was furious and pulled out his knife... "Puff!" cut off the old man's head.

"During decades of development, you dare to say that it has failed?"

Miyamoto Ichiro slowly drew his knife, pulled out a stack of tissues from the table, and wiped the blood on it.

"What should we do? Do we have to wait?"

He looked a little impatient: "We can wait, but the cabinet can't wait."

"cabinet?"

Qianyu Yuqian looked over and said, "Have you seen them? What do they say?"

"What else can I say? When these old guys saw our internal strife, they were so happy that they were blowing their beards, but when they heard that we really put him in the laboratory to test the medicine, they were all unwilling to do it."
Chapter completed!