Chapter 825

Kensley’s POV: When I heard this, I quickly stood up and left the office. “Wow, director, what does this gene regeneration shot do?” Mr. Clayton and a few other specialists had already brought over the frozen boxes containing the gene regeneration shots. This gene regeneration shot involved high-tech extraction of active gene cells. It had to be imported because the local medical technology was not advanced enough. “Why is it so expensive?” “Because the explanation date will be in two days. Extracting one dose requires a thousandth of a living organism. Moreover, because the expiration period was too short, there was no way to mass-produce it. It had to be stored in the core storage box because it took more than 10 hours to transport from Melta. This type of treatment was not something ordinary people could afford, because it's worth over $200 per shot.” “We need to inject Mr. Carter now. Hurry up and prepare it.” “It's ready.” Jordan’s POV: The nurse and I were about to give Evan the injection. Kensley hurriedly chased after me, “Mr. Clayton, please wait a moment.” “What’s the matter?” Kensley smiled awkwardly and subconsciously looked at the cooler, “Um, is the gene regeneration shot inside?” I nodded, “Yes!” “Jordan, I have a request… I… Can I watch from the side and see how you operate? After all, I have never used such an expensive medicine on a patient!” When I heard that, I had no doubts and nodded without thinking, “Yes, sure!” After all, we were all colleagues, and Kensley was also someone I had taught. It was a legitimate request for him to learn and observe. “That’s great. Thank you, Mr. Clayton. Thank you, thank you, Mr. Clayton!” Kensley bowed three times in a row, with a grateful smile. “It’s fine. We are all colleagues. There is no need to be polite!” Kensley’s POV: Jordan led me and four nurses to Evan’s ward. “Get the syringe.” “Disinfect. Relaxes his muscles.” When the nurse heard that, she quickly took out the iodine and disinfected the place where Evan was going to be injected. Jordan and a few other experts carefully opened the cooler and operated it meticulously. That was over 200 thousand dollars a piece! If they accidentally spilled it, there was no way they could pay for it. Soon, Jordan sucked the liquid into a special syringe and injected it into Evan concentratedly. I stood at the side and watched in a daze. I hope Jordan's hand would tremble and accidentally inject the liquid into Evan’s muscles. Unfortunately, I know that was impossible. Jordan had been a doctor for so many years. He couldn't make such a low-level mistake. “When you inject the patient in the future, you must remember that the syringe must be inserted into the vein. There can’t be a mistake, or the patient’s life will be in danger.” Upon hearing that, a thought flashed across my mind, and light gradually gathered under my eyes. Although I could not mess things up and could not touch Evan, I could tamper with the syringe. That kind of gene-regenerating cell would be kind of poisonous. If it were injected into the muscles instead of the blood, it would produce a chemical reaction, causing the patient’s entire body to stiffen and suffocate to death. “The injection is completed. The few of you, pay attention to the patient’s vital signs.” The head nurse nodded, “Don’t worry, Mr. Clayton!” Jordan didn't notify of anything else. He casually said to me, “Then, let’s go out.” “Oh, okay!” I quickly hid the gloominess in my eyes and followed Jordan out. “You have learned it, right? It's very simple. It’s not much different from ordinary injections. It's just that you have to be especially careful….” “Thank you for your guidance. Mr. Clayton, I will treat you another day.” “Haha, you don’t have to be so polite. We are all colleagues.” I smiled shyly, “Then I will go back to the office. Let’s eat together another day.” “Okay, okay.” I returned to the office. My mind was racing again. I couldn’t get my hands on those special syringes. “How can I get those syringes and put them back without anyone knowing?” I thought about it for the entire morning, but still had no clue. Those special syringes were all in the infirmary and were personally kept by the head nurse. When they were needed, the head nurse would go and get them. If I rashly asked for those three syringes, it would certainly arouse the head nurse’s suspicion. Moreover, I still had to tamper with the syringes before putting them back. It would be even more difficult to be discovered. At noon, I was thinking uneasily. Suddenly, the office door pushed open, and the head nurse stuck her head in. “Doctor Leach, it’s time for lunch!” Every day during lunch, the head nurse would come over and warmly call out to me. I was stunned and looked at the head nurse. The head nurse was a woman in his late forties. She was shot and plump, and her facial features were not very good-looking. However, she had a cheerful personality and was happy with everyone. Especially towards me, she was even more enthusiastic.