"Level 1 blockade of surrounding areas, seal up all evidence!" "Move the entire bed away, be careful not to touch any remaining cells on it, try to preserve the DNA!" "Be careful, be careful..."
"Senior," Chen Miao asked in a worried voice, "Are you okay?"
Car lights flashed in the wilderness. Cars from the Shenhai City Supervision Office and nearby supervision offices arrived. Staff members in white uniforms walked hurriedly, and the scene was bustling with noise.
A-level medicine can maintain the body's condition for up to 40 minutes, and the effect has completely disappeared. Shen Zhuo's face was slightly pale, and his eyebrows and eyes looked even darker. He shook his head to indicate that he was fine.
"Senior, I suggest you stop playing in the future." Seeing that no one was paying attention, Chen Miao could not help but move forward eagerly, "We haven't finished the research and development of this project yet. Who knows when the side effects will suddenly erupt. What if..."
Shen Zhuo waved his hand to interrupt Chen Miao, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more, and got into the command vehicle without saying a word.
The car door was closed heavily, blocking out all noise and prying eyes from the outside world, and the car was dark and quiet.
Shen Zhuo exhaled hoarsely and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.
On his thin and flat abdomen, the hideous knife wound on the overpass a few days ago, which had not yet healed, was already oozing blood. He could feel his internal organs being torn apart and the dull pain even when he breathed.
This is normal. After all, the effect of the drug cannot really make people evolve. After the effect of the drug disappears, the pain will naturally come back with interest.
Shen Zhuo was half lying on the seat, holding his abdomen with one hand. He had just turned sideways to adjust to a less painful position when suddenly a strong hand reached out from behind him, with the palm directly covering the back of his hand.
Then, warm and soothing healing power passed through his hands and enveloped the injured area in the abdomen.
When Shen Zhuo turned around, his lips almost touched Bai Sheng's chin.
"I was wondering why you hid in the car by yourself, and you undressed as soon as you came in." Bai Sheng half-knelt beside the seat, looking down at Shen Zhuo from a close distance in the dim light. His voice was low and hoarse, but he spoke with a familiar frivolous smile: "We are so familiar with each other, why don't you come to me immediately when you need something? How polite! It really makes me sad."
The two of them put their hands together on their abdomens. Shen Zhuo wanted to pull the back of his hand out from under Bai Sheng's palm, but he couldn't move at all. He could only tilt his head back slightly: "I have a question."
Bai Sheng immediately said: "I do."
"… Since you have healing abilities, why don't you heal yourself?"
Bai Sheng's fingers were extremely slender, and his palms when fully opened could almost cover Shen Zhuo's waist - even in such dim visual conditions, one could see dried blood on his fingertips, and his nails were cracked, which was caused when he tore the space coffin apart with his bare hands.
The spatial ability is a rare strong A-level, which is a sure thing. In other words, Bai Sheng is quite powerful for being able to break the coffin with his bare hands. If those weak non-combat S-level people from abroad were to come today, they would probably be in big trouble.
"Oh, that's right." Bai Sheng looked at his hand and explained politely, "Because I am a noble person, a pure person, a person with pure moral character; my medical ability is only for the benefit of others, not for myself. In short, it is relatively weak and can only be used on others. It never works on me, which fully proves my nature of benefiting the people."