Jenny's Breakdown

"Ba Di!!!"

Doctor Jenny screamed nervously. Based on the reflex nerve currents guided by the Pulse Radiofrequency Needle she had calculated, there should have been no pain at all.

Ba Di should have temporarily severed the neural responses in his limbs without feeling any pain. He should not have been convulsing like this.

Seeing Ba Di covered in sweat, looking weak and exhausted, Jenny panicked and reached out to wipe the sweat from his face.

"Jenny, check what happened." Dean Bo Li calmly stopped her and gave the order. His meaningful gaze swept over Slade before he stepped forward to examine Ba Di with Jenny.

Receiving the meaning in Dean Bo Li's gaze, Slade relaxed slightly from his tense, guarded state. However, his hand did not leave the pistol at his waist, and his sharp eyes remained fixed on Ba Di.

Ba Di's earlier savage agony, the veins bulging on his hands as he squeezed the hardened steel handle until it dented, had made Slade's hair stand on end.

Only now, seeing Ba Di's limp limbs and unresponsive body as he tilted his head back and gasped for breath, did he feel somewhat reassured.

Hearing Dean Bo Li's words, Jenny snapped out of it. Her heart clenched as she hurriedly hammered at the keyboard, staring blankly and frantically at the data displayed by the Pulse Radiofrequency Needle.

"How is that possible!"

"It can't be like this!"

"Impossible! How could this happen!"

Jenny's face drained of color. The light vanished from her eyes as she stiffly shook her head again and again, still unable to believe this had happened.

She had handled everything herself, checking and rechecking it repeatedly. Why had this still happened?

The screen showed Ba Di's body. From the neck down, there were no longer any neural responses being transmitted. In other words, he was truly paralyzed now. This paralysis was permanent, with no possibility of recovery.

The Pulse Radiofrequency Needle had not severed the transmission of signals inside his body. Instead, it had accidentally disrupted the transmission of neural signals, throwing them into chaos. That was why Ba Di had appeared to be in such excruciating pain.

After the signals became disordered, they had completely destroyed his body's neural reception system, leaving him paralyzed in a wheelchair, a cripple.

"Jenny, did you fail to calculate the pulse value of the Action Potential? Ba Di's body is stronger than that of an ordinary Earthling. You can't simply treat his Action Potential value as ten times that of an ordinary person."

Dean Bo Li's expression changed as he looked at the screen. His voice carried a rebuking tone as he guided her.

Jenny had already taken all the blame upon herself. Pale as a ghost, she muttered to herself, "Did I calculate it wrong?"

"I calculated it wrong..."

"The difference between the low and high values of the Action Potential..."

"The signal transmission in the nerve fibers malfunctioned..."

"The Pulse Radiofrequency Needle's guided connection conflicted with the neural signals in his body..."

"It failed to complete the connection and instead blocked the return flow of neural signals, causing the signals to collide..."

Guilt, pain, regret, self-reproach, and despair flooded Jenny's heart, burying her ever deeper beneath pessimism and hopelessness.

Her hands fell away from the keyboard. She looked blankly at Ba Di, as though he were becoming increasingly blurred before her eyes. Darkness gradually swallowed the edges of her vision, and her legs grew weaker and weaker.

She had no strength left at all.

She was the one who had made Ba Di unable to walk for the rest of his life!

It was her selfishness!

She had wanted a future with Ba Di!

She had wanted to walk hand in hand with him into that future!

It was all her fault! It was as if an abyss had stretched out a giant hand, dragging Jenny's heart down into ruin. Her eyes became even more vacant as she muttered blame at herself.

Just as darkness spread across her vision and despair engulfed her self-reproach—

"Jenny!"

Ba Di's voice was like a lifeline thrown to a drowning person, waking Jenny as her body swayed and her vision darkened.

The power of love was immense.

At that call, a powerful surge of dopamine appeared in Jenny's mind, forcibly dragging her awake from the brink of fainting under the weight of excessive self-blame.

In an instant, the darkness in her eyes was completely driven away, and her gaze focused on Ba Di.

Hearing Ba Di's voice, she hurriedly tried to step forward. But her calves were weak, and she stumbled to the floor. She quickly crawled in embarrassment to Ba Di's wheelchair.

She grabbed Ba Di's large hand. The veins on its back were still raised from earlier, and damp sweat seeped from his pores.

The sticky wetness beneath her slender fingers made it easy to imagine the pain Ba Di had just endured. Her heart felt as though it were being cut by knives, and tears poured down like a flood.

"Ba Di... I'm here!!" Jenny choked hoarsely with self-reproach. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"

Jenny knelt beside Ba Di's hand, tightly clutching his unfeeling palm as tears of guilt and anguish streamed down her face.

The sweat on Ba Di's face made him itch, and he wanted to wipe it away. Through his uncomfortable, sweat-dampened eyelashes, he saw Jenny's normally cold and beautiful face crying like a kitten abandoned by its owner. He rather wanted to gently stroke the hair atop her head.

Unfortunately, he was already paralyzed like a vegetable.

Ba Di thought this with some regret. Jenny's reaction was even greater than he had imagined. That was a good thing.

"Jenny, I believe in you."

Ba Di spoke with the weakness that remained after pain and exhaustion.

Ba Di had not expected Jenny to collapse beside his hand and cry even more desperately. "Ba Di, I have betrayed your trust. I'm the one who paralyzed you."

Ba Di smiled faintly and repeated, "Jenny, I believe in you."

Jenny became even more grief-stricken, unable to face Ba Di's trust.

"I'm not worthy of your trust!"

Jenny was nearly too choked with sobs to breathe, her tears dripping onto Ba Di's large hand.

Ba Di said gently and tenderly, "Jenny, I believe in you. I'm only sitting in a wheelchair for a while longer, just as I was before. It's no different from what we expected."

"Jenny, I believe in you. You're a biological expert. Sooner or later, you'll find a way to let me move again. I believe in you!"

"The confidence you show when facing biology—that is the real you."

How could Ba Di allow Jenny, who loved him, to keep crying? There were far too many things Jenny could do, and he still needed her to do far too many things.

As Jenny spoke guiltily about being afraid of making another mistake, Ba Di patiently guided her toward her field of expertise, urging her to use her professional skills to make him stand again.

Jenny's crying gradually faded. She bit down hard to suppress her sobs, and the comfort Ba Di gave her steadied her emotions.

She stood from beside Ba Di's hand and pulled his head into her soft bosom. Ba Di could only feel the delicate fragrance deeply filling his nose as Jenny held him tightly. With her lips pressed together, she kissed his hair deeply.

"I will, Ba Di!"

Jenny and Ba Di's actions left Dean Bo Li and Slade, who had been watching their display of affection from the side, very satisfied.

This scene was exactly what they had predicted and wanted.

Naturally, Ba Di was also quite satisfied with their satisfaction.

Everyone had gotten what they wanted.

Ba Di was paralyzed.

He would contribute the scientific knowledge in his mind.

Jenny would strive harder to research Ba Di.

Everyone was very satisfied.

So-called psychological stratagems were nothing more than this: make everyone satisfied, and in the end, secure your own victory.

Even if I'm paralyzed!

I still won't lose this silent battle!