"I saw it with my own eyes. The woman who successfully shared a brain with the Florist was also injected with painkillers and sedatives."
Large quantities of medication that should have been locked away deep inside the pharmacy had appeared in his room. Doctor Gao had taken a tremendous risk to bring them out. He must have needed them for something.
"Could I really have successfully shared a brain before?"
Shared Brain was the Ethics Oversight Group's latest research achievement, with a wide range of potential applications. Sharing suffering was the ultimate torture; sharing happiness was a pleasure.
Carefully turning over the medication, Doctor Gao found several volumes of investigation records hidden underneath. He took them out, and after a single glance, he could no longer tear his eyes away.
All the investigation records centered on two people—the Florist and Doctor Bu Cunzai. From their daily habits to their employment histories, Doctor Gao had investigated every aspect of their lives in exhaustive detail.
The Doctor Bu Cunzai described in the records was completely different from Bu Cunzai, the Ethics Oversight Group Instructor known to the public. He had once worked at the same hospital as Doctor Gao, though they had belonged to different departments.
Doctor Bu Cunzai was handsome, tall, and straight-backed, with exceptional medical skills. He had maintained improper relationships with several nurses at the hospital. He firmly believed that although the physical umbilical cord was cut after birth, an invisible one remained. These cords could merge and connect with one another, and the more people someone connected with, the more energy and love he possessed. In the end, people were entwined by invisible umbilical cords, woven together into society.
That was what he believed, and that was how he acted. Doctor Gao, however, thought Doctor Bu Cunzai simply