Quietly picking up the syringe on the table, Doctor Bu stared at Doctor Gao's neck. That soft, warm skin would be easy to pierce. Then, with just a little pressure, he could inject all the liquid into his body, and no one would ever be able to threaten him again.
"All right, I'll come back at midnight." By the time Doctor Gao turned around, Doctor Bu had already slipped the syringe into his pocket. "Before I return, you'd better not tamper with anyone or any equipment in the laboratory. Leave everything as it is."
"Don't worry."
"This should be the last time I ask for your help. After this, we can go back to pretending we don't know each other." Doctor Gao walked toward the laboratory exit. "If anyone asks, tell them I want to join the Ethics Oversight Group and hope you can put in a word for me."
"All right." At Doctor Gao's words, Doctor Bu could no longer hide the killing intent in his eyes, but his tone did not change in the slightest. "I'll delete all your records and information. I don't want anything more to do with you either."
The door closed, and the footsteps faded. Only after Doctor Gao had gone far away did Doctor Bu take out the syringe. It was already slick with his sweat.
"Just wait a little longer. After tonight, everything will be fine."
Setting down the syringe, Doctor Bu went into a partitioned room in the laboratory. He seized the woman by her hair, his arm like an umbilical cord that an infant could not escape.
The woman's head was deformed. She could not form complete sentences and could only cry out in fear.
"I'll cure you. This is part of the treatment, teaching you what it means to