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Late at night.

Early the next morning, Michael Peterson arrived at the hospital to visit the person he had saved.

Michael Peterson held a bouquet of flowers in his hands and pushed open the door to the hospital room.

Seeing who had come in, the woman lying in bed said in surprise, "You're..."

"You're... that man."

A smile hung on Michael Peterson's face as he said, "You look pretty good. That's great."

She took the flowers from Michael Peterson and said gratefully, "Thank you. The flowers are beautiful."

At that moment, the Doctor, who had just finished examining her, saw that someone had come to visit the patient and left the room.

Watching the Doctor leave, her expression changed, and she immediately asked in an icy voice, "What are you doing here?"

Michael Peterson looked at her and said, "I don't know where else to go, Doctor."

"Things are getting worse. I know what's right. I know."

"But no one wants to listen to me. I volunteered for the trial because you said things would change."

She got up from the hospital bed, looked at Michael Peterson, and said, "You said you could control yourself."

"Our first test subject lost control and walked into the Laboratory with a bomb."

Michael Peterson said, "I'm not like him."

The woman looked at him, but her voice was cold as she said, "Then go tell that to your foreman in the ICU."

Clearly, she did not believe a single word of Michael Peterson's claim. In her eyes, Michael was no different from the guy who had blown himself up.

Agitated, Michael Peterson grabbed her arm and said, "I saved you."

But she said, "You exposed me."

At the same time, she pulled her arm out of Michael's hand. As she looked through the