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When Weeks awoke the next morning, he felt a bit cold.

"It's too cold."

Weeks was a little dazed. It was too unscientific for him to cover up with two layers of quilts at night and catch a cold in the middle of summer.

After taking a hot shower in the bathroom and feeling better, Weeks went to the laboratory to clean up the experimental garbage from last night.

As a result, when Weeks came to the laboratory and was about to clean up the dead mouse, he found that the mouse had come back to life.

"Oh my God!"

Weeks was stunned. He was not afraid, but excited.

"The body temperature is cold, the skin is slightly stiff, and the fur is pale. These are the characteristics of microcystin poisoning. Could it be that the medicine I prepared yesterday is effective."

Weeks muttered excitedly after observing the little white mouse.

Of course, this is because Weeks has never seen Lin Zhengying's movie. If he had, he would know that the symptoms of cold body temperature, slightly stiff skin, and pale fur are not necessarily microcystin poisoning, but may also be It's a zombie.

It's a pity that Weeks doesn't understand the gorgeous Xiadu culture, and he also knows what zombies are.

So, Weeks dissected the little white mouse.

"No, this little white mouse is already dead, and it died last night. The results of the autopsy now show that even if 087 can move, his blood has coagulated, so this little white mouse did not meet the requirements, but changed into another form.

This is a brand-new life form, which has some characteristics of the dead and the living at the same time. If I can study and understand the key to this, the Nobel Prize is beckoning to me. "Weeks is in trouble.

In order to know why the mice can move after death, Weeks extracted cell samples, blood samples, and liver toxin samples from the mice.

"Weeks, do you have a psychological problem, because you got the white mouse in the morning."

"Maybe he's hungry, so he's going to roast a little white mouse."

At this time, a group of researchers came to the laboratory. When they saw the dead mouse and Wicks with bloody hands, they all showed expressions of disgust.

Weeks didn't speak, and silently disposed of the body of the little white mouse.

"Weeks, I'm sorry, we drank too much last night, so we didn't order you takeaway, I'm sorry." After Leon came in, he said to Weeks with a smile.

Although he was sorry, there was no apology on his face, but he was very happy.

"It's okay, I've eaten."

Weeks said lightly, his face very calm.

"You can't really roast a mouse and eat it."

"It may also be eaten raw."

Leon's two henchmen laughed beside him.

But Weeks ignored it. After disposing of the mice's corpses, he left the laboratory and went out to have breakfast.

Leon felt that Weeks was a little different today, but he couldn't tell what was different.

For the next half month, Weeks was on duty in the scientific research building every night, concentrating on studying the key points of the mouse's resurrection.

Not to mention, whenever Weeks researches and thinks about problems, his inspiration will come.

At the very beginning, Weeks' idea of ​​researching mice was still scientific thinking, just to research the antidote of microcystin.

However, with the deepening of the research, Weeks' research direction also began to deviate.

From researching antidote to researching how to resurrect the dead.

Because the samples he collected from the mice told him that it was a combination of microcystin and immune cells of the body, plus the antidote he made was not an antidote, combined with some unknown special energy, when various factors Taken together, a special change is caused.

As a result of this change, a special virus was formed in the mice, and the cells infected by this virus would be transformed into virus cells, achieving the characteristic of resurrecting the dead (ahfj).

But whether this kind of resurrection is a real resurrection, Weeks is not clear.

Because the little white mouse is not a human being, can't speak, can't communicate, so he has no way to judge.

Just when Weeks' research was in trouble, the Button City Hospital, after half a month of adjustments, had all the medical equipment and medical staff ready, and finally began to admit patients

In the evening, Weeks came downstairs, ready to go out for something to eat.

As a result, an ambulance rushed to the door at this time, and the doctor in the car shouted: "Get ready for the emergency room. The patient has been poisoned by eating seafood. At present, it is impossible to judge the poisoning caused by the seafood, but the patient's liver function is failing, the heart rate is weakening, the respiratory tract Choking, first aid must be given immediately."

When Weeks heard this, he immediately regained his spirits.

The clinical reaction of this kind of poisoning is microcystin poisoning.

He was still thinking about how to find the experimental body, but he didn't expect this to be delivered to his door.

Weeks hurried back to the laboratory and began to prepare the antidote.

Of course, the name is an antidote, but in fact this antidote will become more poisonous when it encounters microcystin, and it is the kind that has no cure.

Wearing a white coat, Weeks got into the emergency team.

After the poisoned patient was sent to the intensive care unit, Weeks found an opportunity to inject the antidote into the patient's body.

"I'm saving you." Weeks said in a low voice.

A minute later, an alarm sounded in the intensive care unit, and the patient's heart stopped beating.

After the doctor took a look, he issued a death notice.

The death of this kind of severe poisoning patient is also due to the toxin eroding the internal organs, leading to kidney failure. No identification is required, and the death notice can be issued directly.

Besides, this patient looks like a tramp at first glance, so there is no need to be so careful.

Soon, the patient was packed in a body bag and sent to the morgue.

When the drawers of the morgue were closed, the staff in charge of the morgue suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing in from the door.

"The wind is so weird. Someone said yesterday that they saw a ghost. Is there really a ghost in the hospital?"

Thinking of this, the staff shivered, quickly closed the door of the morgue, and returned to the office.

EE......

After the staff left, there were two crashing sounds in the morgue, but they disappeared quickly. .