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"Father, after testing, the number of active cancer cells in the mouse number 1 has been significantly reduced, the nano-robots have obvious effects, and the signs of the mouse have no obvious abnormalities for the time being."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhai took the No. 1 white mouse off the detection platform of the testing instrument, and then put the number 3 mouse on the testing platform, started to operate the instrument, and started testing.

"A1, analyze the data and tell me the result directly."

"Father, after analysis, the number of cancer cells in the mouse number 3 did not decrease significantly, but the activity was significantly reduced, and the division speed also slowed down. At the same time, the mouse's body temperature increased, and its immune system was functioning."

Zhang Zhai nodded, and put the No. 3 mouse back into the glass box.

In front of Zhang Zhai, in these three glass boxes,

Mouse No. 1 was very active, perhaps because the number of cancer cells in his body decreased, making it feel very comfortable. Although it was difficult to understand what happened with its wisdom, it still jumped up and down to vent itself excitement.

The state of No. 3 little white mouse was much more sluggish than that of No. 1 little white mouse. The rise in body temperature made the little guy lose all interest, and lay there smugly.

As for the only mouse No. 2 that has not yet been tested, the situation is not very good at this time. 3

It was lying in the glass box, and it could not be described as sluggish, but it could be said that there was too much air and less air, and it seemed that it would not be able to live.

Zhang Zhai no longer needed to conduct any tests on the No. 2 mice. He already knew that the cancer-killing drug he had placed high hopes on had failed after the first animal experiment.

Zhang Zhai stared at No. 2 little white mouse with some reluctance, and after staring at No. 2 little white mouse for a long time, he reached out and caught No. 2 little white mouse out.

If it wasn't for the faint ups and downs and the surviving temperature, Zhang Zhai would have concluded that the little white mouse, which had not struggled even in his hands, had passed away.

Zhang Zhai took a breath, temporarily got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and tested the No. 2 mouse.

...

After a series of precise tests, Zhang Zhai looked at the little white mouse on the experimental platform, and fell silent because he had repeatedly tossed and finally breathed its last breath.

The No. 2 mouse was already cold, and its body was stiff, as if it had been crushed by a heavy object, and it was lying upright on the test bench.

Zhang Zhai looked at the No. 2 mouse, still silent.

how to say.

The cancer cells of the mice in No. 2 mice have been completely killed, and the speed is more thorough and clean than that of No. 3 and No. 1 mice!

but……

At the same time, the normal cells in the No. 2 mice were almost dead.

Zhang Di frowned,

But... In previous experiments, carcinogens obviously did not affect normal cells.

It seems that some undetectable and unknown changes have taken place in the mice.

Thinking about it, Zhang Zhai sighed slightly.

"Life...is really full of magic and unknowns."

"Father, the sacrifice of the No. 2 mouse is not worthless. At least we know that the carcinogen extracted from the 264 medicinal material can indeed kill cancer cells."

"Then it's better to put the cancer cells directly into the oil pan. Under the high temperature of hundreds of degrees, all the cancer cells can be killed in less than a minute." Zhang Zhai said quietly.

"Father, your joke is really not funny at all."

"That joke of yours isn't funny either." Zhang Zhai replied casually.

Zhang Zhai looked at the mouse that had been completely cooled, picked it up, fixed it on the dissecting table, raised the knife, and began to dissect the mouse.

Looking at the disemboweled mouse, Zhang Zhai said silently in his heart: "You should be making a sacrifice for science."

Thinking about it, Zhang Zhai quickly dissected the mouse, and then carried out more detailed tests on each part of the mouse, in order to try to find out the root cause of the death of the mouse and the cancer-killing factor. What exactly changed in the experimental body.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Zhai took off his gloves stained with dark red blood and remained silent.

After a long time, Zhang Zhai shook his head,

"Sure enough, it's not that easy to figure out... Unexpected, but reasonable."

"Father, why don't you conduct human experiments directly, maybe the anti-carcinogen will only have side effects on mice? After all, previous experiments have shown that the anti-carcinogen will not harm normal cells." A1 suddenly suggested .

Hearing this, Zhang Zhai hesitated slightly, then shook his head firmly: "No, if carcinogen really has side effects in the human body, then it is a deadly poison."

"Oh……"

"However, nanorobots and No. 3 potion can be used for human experiments." Zhang Zhai said with a smile.

"A1, what time is it?"

"13:30 capital time."

"It's still half an hour away... A1, send a Terminator to stop my father's operation. The reason is that I have a better treatment plan." Zhang Zhai said.

"Okay, Father." A1 replied.

In the next moment, a Terminator who was on standby in the laboratory turned and left, heading for Zhaicheng Hospital.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhai breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the two little white mice that were still alive in the box, with a slight smile on his face.

Although no human experiments have been carried out yet, I am sure that I can solve the cancer in a short period of time. With this, it is enough to prevent the operation in half an hour.

"A1, make a holographic call to Elder No. 1...

Forget it, A1, you directly contact Elder No. 1 and tell him that I have developed two cancer treatment plans and want to conduct human experiments, but follow the normal process and it will take a lot of time, so I want him to break it for me. For example, bypassing a series of reviews, let me recruit volunteers myself and conduct human experiments directly. "

As Zhang Di said, his body swayed, and he grabbed the edge of the table to avoid falling.

Zhang Zhai's face was very pale at this time, and his condition was even more lethargic than that of the little white mouse that had taken the No. 3 potion.

"After Elder No. 1 agrees, A1, you can then search for suitable experimental subjects on the Internet, mainly lung cancer patients. After you find them, contact them to ensure that there are two volunteers in total with informed consent." Zhang Zhai As he spoke, he moved outside.

Although Zhang Zhai can conduct experiments without informing the higher authorities, he can even conduct human experiments like those black-hearted research institutes without informing the parties involved.

But... Zhang Zhai's heart is still not that dark. If it is not necessary, he will try his best to ensure that the procedure is legal.

"As for the formal start of the human experiment, we'll talk about it when I wake up.

"This time... I must sleep with him in the dark!

If the world doesn't end, please don't disturb my sleep. "

The victory of cracking cancer is in sight, and Zhang Zhai finally relaxes.

As Zhang Zhai said, he had already walked into the lounge next to the laboratory, and when he saw the ordinary bed, it was as if he saw a relative, with tears streaming down his face.

"Sir, would you like me to give you a massage to help you fall asleep?"

"according to!"

Zhang Zhai had already collapsed on the bed, closed his eyes, and only this word came out of his mouth.

The next moment... Zhang Zhai, who was about to fall asleep, let out a scream.

"Dabai, what the hell are you doing on the bed?"

"Sir, a full body massage requires kneeling on your legs."

"Then why are you taking off my pants?"

"It's more comfortable to sleep in the naked state."

"roll!"

...

Inside the ward on the top floor of Zhaicheng Hospital.

Father Zhang was still in high spirits at this time. He glanced at the silent Terminator standing in the ward, and then at the anxious doctors beside him.

He smiled slightly, but said firmly: "Stop talking, I believe in my son."