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In the next few days, Chen Chen would spend two hours of lunch break every day, and two hours of six to eight in the afternoon to the hotel to feed the mice and change the materials.

The eight mice were also very upbeat, and there have been no accidents such as diseases or fights, allowing the experiment to proceed smoothly.

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

However, Chen Chen had a big blood, and the cost of living on January 1,500 cost thousands of rent for seven days.

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

"Since there are no problems so far, it means it should be non-toxic."

At 12 noon seven days later, Chen Chen came to the hotel after class.

Finally, I took a look at the two squirrel cages. If conditions permit, Chen Chen actually wants to do a withdrawal test, but he can't afford to live.

What's more, he also consumed one pill in the past seven days. Although not many, every pill is extremely precious when mass production is not possible.

So Chen Chen took out the Last Supper and filled the group of mice.

Then he took out the previously prepared tribromoethanol solution, grabbed the mice one by one with his left hand, let their abdomen upwards, pierced the syringe into the lower abdomen with the right hand, penetrated the abdominal muscles, and slowly pushed into the medicine.

Tribromoethanol is often used for animal anesthesia, and Chen Chen intentionally overdose it. In less than three minutes, the mice collapsed one by one in the cage and entered deep anesthesia.

About eight minutes later, all the mice died unconsciously due to excessive central nervous system depression.

This is the method of killing by overdose anesthesia, and it is considered the most humane method of killing all experimental animals.

Well, it is much more humane than executions such as decapitation, cervical dislocation, bleeding, and air embolism.

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

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

No matter what the ingredients of the drug are, it doesn't matter whether it is a biochemical drug, a Chinese or Western patent drug, or even a genetic drug. After the high temperature incineration of five or six hundred degrees, the molecular bonds will be destroyed to no existence.

Incidentally, a cremation was held for the eight heroes.

Next, Chen Chen didn't return to school, but just made up lunch outside, and then took the subway line 9 to rush to the city's most authoritative Shangdu People's Hospital.

Although there is no problem with animal experiments, what should I do if the drug is not toxic to rodents, but is highly toxic to humans?

This phenomenon is not without examples, such as chocolate, human beings can not only be fine after eating it, but also happy, but if the mouse is eaten, it is definitely the old birthday star eating arsenic and living impatiently.

That's why Chen Chen wanted to go out to the hospital and take drugs. In the hospital, as long as he didn't eat cyanide and paraquat, he could be rescued.

Everyone who has taken the subway knows that the signals along the Shangdu subway are terribly messed up, and the only thing they can do is make emergency calls, so subway TVs are installed in the subway to serve as public facilities.

TV programs are mainly news information.

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

One of the most concerned is a recent incident of righteousness. On the Renmin Road section, a man was stabbed three times by a vicious criminal to prevent a kidnapping. He was then rescued by the police.

Because just after the peak period, the subway seemed a bit empty.

Obviously, these old ladies are going 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, rubbing her feet while exclaiming, "There are not many young people like this."

"Really, every time I take the subway and want to make a seat for me, it is difficult for me to cut it out at any time. I will come to an official holiday. Don't pull the card..."

Another aunt with two Chen Chen sighs.

When the subway arrived, 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 the department that handles emergency medical situations. Whenever you come here, it seems to be filled with solemn breath.

Ambulances roared to and fro. From time to time, stretcher carts croaked through the deep corridor, and nurses hurriedly walked.

Occasionally, a large group of family members rushed in, gathered in the corridor and quarreled constantly, and then was invited to a seat in the waiting area by the security guard.

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 one that was already prepared, and finally looked at it carefully.

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, come to the People's Hospital, your dad passed out just now..."

...

"Quick, quick! Let's give way, don't get in the way and let the door open, the stretcher is coming!"

...

"Uuuuu...I blame you, if it weren't for your car to drive so fast, would something like this happen? If Pengpeng had any shortcomings..."

...

"Mom, mom, what's the matter with Dad, when can he come out of that door?"

...

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

Not far away, a woman with a voice of vicissitudes of life was holding a mobile phone, talking to her daughter about her husband's condition, and she was faintly choked.

Outside the emergency room, the moving 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 couple talked in a low voice, while the woman kept crying.

And, the little girl beside her side kept asking her mother, what she gradually understood at a young age.

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

It's like a grand symphony.