December 8, Yuehua Island, Yuehua Palace.

A disease analysis report - Professor Feng Zhiyu, placed neatly on the table in the lobby on the first floor, Mr. Thomson sat in a chair, holding his chin with his hand, thinking about the contents of the report.

"Professor Feng Zhiyu suffers from an atypical respiratory disease, which is extremely rare. After checking the collection information, he learned that this is a local disease in the Himalayas. When the disease occurs severely, it can induce myocardial infarction, and Jinjing

Artemisia is an important inducing item.”

"This respiratory disease usually has no symptoms and is usually induced by an allergic source."

"Through high-precision analyzer analysis, 99.99% of the materials in the tea bag are composed of green tea, and 0.01% are mixed with artemisia. It is very likely that artemisia as an allergen, which caused Professor Feng Zhiyu's respiratory disease."

"Golden Crystal Artemisia", Thomson kept repeating his mouth, his eyes flashed, and a brilliant plan was generated in his mind.

His hand held the button on the table and said, "Call Dr. George."

A few seconds later, an image of Dr. George appeared on the projection screen--a pale face, yellowish hair, and a timid expression.

"Sir, what are you asking?"

"I need you to do an experiment."

"Please give me instructions."

"If you suffer from respiratory diseases like Fengzhiyu, add different doses of Crystal Artemisia to test the patient's response."

"The test experiment takes a while and cannot be completed in a short time."

"Give you three months."

"Comparative trials require finding similar patients, which is difficult to do, sir."

"I don't care."

"This kind of experiment is extremely dangerous and may cause death."

"I don't care, what I want is the result!" Thomson continued, "I need a precise data------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

--- Due to shortness of breath and rapid decrease in blood pressure, but we can use unconventional means to restore his vital signs again, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir. I'll do it right away."

As George's voice became smaller, his image disappeared.

Thomson walked back and forth behind his back, stood in front of the window, and through the wide glass window, he saw huge waves rising from the sea in the distance, as if many small boats began to shake.

February 5, 2019, New York, National Institute of Meteorological Sciences.

As soon as the summary meeting of the 2018 "Florence" Hurricane, Professor Thomson received a call from Dr. George.

Back at the office, he locked the door tightly, unbuttoned the top button of the light blue cotton linen shirt, frowned slightly, and squeezed his chin with his fingers, and sat on the chair for a long time.

Finally, he stood up, walked to a tall safe, took out the key, opened the cabinet, and pulled out a research report from the bottom, which was his latest research result.

Then, he turned page by page, saw the focus, put his fingers on it, his eyes shining, and a smile appeared on his face.

The sun shines on the glass window, shining brightly, shining on the green ivy leaves on the windowsill, full of vitality.

As a senior scientist, he understands what it means to provide his years of research results and the basic data collected to his opponents without reservation, but for a great goal, all sacrifices are worth it.

He pulled open the drawer under his desk, found a few light gray coated papers of Prince's cards, placed them flat on the table, reached out to take out a pen from the pen holder. Compared with the research report and the data on the computer, he began to write.

, After a while, a piece of paper was filled with writing.

Three hours later, Thomson put down his pen, twisted his neck, stood up, walked to the window, and continued to look at the vast ocean.

He walked back to his desk, stuffed the manuscript paper with a research report into a paper file bag, patted it gently and sealed it, and wrote it: Professor Feng Zhiyu from the Institute of Atmospheric Science, Chinese Academy of Sciences.

He opened the drawer, took out a pack of 1.5 grams of "Golden Crystal Artemisia" prepared in advance, poured it into a water cup, carefully put it in clean water and shake it well, then took out a cotton swab, and evenly applied the mixture to the manuscript paper.

Finally, I looked at the pin on the side again, avoided it with both hands, and then put it together with confidence, took out a large envelope, and sealed the file.

The needle is covered with trace amounts of succinylcholine, a muscle relaxation medicine, which is essentially a more powerful artificial poisonous zombie. It stops the muscles, including the diaphragm, and

It makes people unable to breathe, speak, and act, and the heart quickly enters an hypoxia state. It is actually a serious inducible heart disease. The recipient will feel very uncomfortable. However, if you control the dosage, you will enter a

The false sudden death state is also the effect Thomson wants to get. What satisfies him most is that succinylcholine will metabolize in the body. Although it is not sufficient, only top pathologists can discover the safety through toxicology scans.

Very high.
Chapter completed!