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For the next few days, Chen Chen would go to the hotel every day during the two-hour lunch break and two hours from 6:00 to 8:00 pm to give the mice medicine and change the bedding material.

And the eight mice are also very promising, and there have been no accidents such as diseases, fights, etc., so that the experiment can go on smoothly.

Feeding these mice is not difficult. A given amount of feed a day is enough. Occasionally, Chen Chen takes out a peanut or walnut kernel to make them jump happily.

However, Chen Chen was bleeding profusely. The living expenses of 1,500 yuan a month cost thousands of dollars just for seven days' rent.

It was only the middle of this month, and Chen Chen had already reached the point where he couldn't even afford to eat in the cafeteria.

"Since there has been no problem so far, it means that it should be non-toxic."

Seven days later, at 12 noon, Chen Chen came to the hotel after class.

Finally, he glanced at the two rat cages. If conditions permit, Chen Chen actually wanted to do a withdrawal test, but his living expenses were no longer enough.

What's more, he has also consumed one tablet in the past seven days. Although it is not many, each tablet is extremely valuable when mass production is not possible.

So, Chen Chen took out the last supper and let the mice eat their fill.

Then took out the previously prepared tribromoethanol solution, grabbed the mice one by one with the left hand, and made them have their abdomens upwards. With the right hand, the syringe was inserted into the lower abdomen, passed through the abdominal muscle, and slowly pushed into the medicine.

Tribromoethanol is often used for animal anesthesia, and Chen Chen intentionally over-injected. In less than three minutes, the mice collapsed into the cage one by one and entered deep anesthesia.

After about eight minutes, all the mice died peacefully and unknowingly due to excessive central nervous system depression.

This is the death method of overdose anesthesia, which is the most humane method of execution of all experimental animals.

Well, it is far more humane than the death methods such as decapitation, cervical dislocation, bloodletting, and air embolism.

After confirming that all the mice were dead, he backed out of the room, bought a bottle of alcohol in a medical supermarket, chose an empty alley, and poured all the alcohol on the dead mice.

As a faint blue flame rose up, the mouse was completely swallowed up by the flame, gradually turning black, and gradually losing its shape.

No matter what the ingredients of the drug are, whether it is a biochemical drug, a Chinese or Western patent medicine, or even a genetic drug, it does not matter. After five or six hundred degrees of high temperature incineration, the molecular bonds will be destroyed to nothing.

Incidentally, a cremation was held for the eight heroes.

Next, Chen Chen didn't go back to the school, but just made do with lunch outside, then took the subway line 9 and headed for the most authoritative Shangdu People's Hospital in the city.

Although there is no problem with animal experiments, but carefully sailing for thousands of years, what if this drug is not toxic to mice, but is highly toxic to humans?

This phenomenon is not without examples, such as chocolate. Humans are not only fine to eat but also feel happy, but if rats are allowed to eat it, it is definitely an old birthday star who eats arsenic and becomes impatient.

That's why Chen Chen came up with the idea of ​​going out to the hospital and taking drugs. In the hospital, as long as he didn't eat cyanide and paraquat, he could be rescued.

Anyone who has been on the subway knows that the signal along the Shangdu subway is a mess, and the only thing you can do is make emergency calls, so subway TVs are installed in the subway as public facilities.

TV programs are mainly news and information.

At this time, Chen Chen was sitting on the subway, and boredly watched the real-time news on TV, including popular science on the rule of law and news advertisements, but he could read it.

One of the most concerning is an incident of righteousness and bravery that happened not long ago. In the People's Road section, a man was stabbed three times by a vicious gangster in order to prevent a kidnapping, and was then rescued by the police who came to Yunyun.

Because the rush hour just passed, the subway seemed a little empty.

There were only four or five old aunties sitting nearby with church propaganda bags.

Obviously, these old ladies are going to go to church for mass.

"Hey, Renmin Road? Isn't it near here?"

An old lady took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the seat, sighing while rubbing her feet, "There are not many young people like this."

"Really, every time I take the subway, it's hard to ask Yi to give me a seat. I'll cut it if it's appropriate, and I'll have a period, so please don't push the card holder..."

Another aunt with the size of two Chen Chen also sighed in admiration.

When the subway arrived at the station, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Chen walked around the hospital alone, and finally came to the emergency department.

The emergency center is a department that handles emergency medical conditions. Whenever it comes here, it seems to be filled with a dignified atmosphere.

Ambulances roared to and fro, and from time to time stretchers clacked through the dark corridors, and nurses hurriedly walked.

Occasionally, a large group of family members rushes in, gathers in the hallway arguing constantly, and is then invited by security to a seat in the waiting area.

In this noisy environment, Chen Chen's arrival did not attract anyone's attention.

Chen Chen sat in the corner of the waiting area, took out a prepared one, and finally took a closer look.

Chen Chen shook his head, took a deep breath, and gently put the tablet into his mouth.

He closed his eyes gently.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

...

"Xiaojie, Xiaojie, hurry up to the People's Hospital, your dad just passed out..."

...

"Quick, quick! Make a move, make way, don't get in the way and open the door, the stretcher is coming!"

...

"Woohoo ... blame you, if it wasn't for your car so fast, would you happen? If there are three long two shorts in Pengpeng ..."

...

"Mom, mom, what's wrong with dad, when can he come out of that door?"

...

I don't know when, Chen Chen found that his hearing became extraordinarily sharp.

Not far away, a woman with a vicissitudes of voice held a mobile phone and told her daughter about her wife's condition, faintly choking.

Outside the door of the emergency room, the mobile stretcher made a harsh rubbing sound, and the nurse kept pushing away the family members who were in the way.

On the seat in front of Chen Chen, a husband and wife were chatting in a low voice, while the woman kept weeping.

Also, the little girl with Ruan Ru beside her kept asking her mother, what she gradually understood at a young age.

These countless voices are mixed together, but they are clearly distinct. The syllables of every sentence and the emotions of every conversation are clearly presented in Chen Chen's mind...

Like a grand symphony.