Letting the question he most wanted to ask go, Henry decided he would look through C-Sis's log files himself later. Asking too much here would only draw the children's attention and make them suspicious of his relationship with C-Sis. So the Kryptonian once again began misleading them with a straight face.
"What you described—that Professor Connors injected himself with a drug that had just succeeded in testing—is possible. But only possible.
"Because that was Oscorp's research center. Do you have a complete grasp of how many experimental drug projects were underway there? Maybe the professor used an experimental drug from another project on himself.
"Honestly, in that situation, there was nothing you could do. You were just an intern still in school, so obediently follow Professor Connors's instructions.
"If he didn't say anything, then focus on your studies. That's what you should be doing right now, not worrying about world peace while you're still a student.
"Professor Curt Connors was an adult. He could take responsibility for what he did. If you meddled too much, he might even blame you for it. Unless the professor asked for help today, that would be another matter.
"Besides, some experimental projects weren't made public or granted drug approval by the Food and Drug Administration not because they lacked results or carried risks, but because they had no commercial value. You understand the difference between those two things, right?"
Gwen immediately understood what Henry meant.
Many laboratory projects were not ineffective, but too effective—sometimes excessively so. Everyone knew that chronic disease medication was what made pharmaceutical companies the most money, because patients needed to take it long-term.
Even if they had a cure, pharmaceutical companies would rather keep people hanging in a state of suboptimal health, continuously taking low-effect drugs that were barely any