Ninth class citizen

Chapter 90 This medicine has extraordinary efficacy

"There's nothing wrong with it." The person who answered was not Atkin who was standing behind the bed, but the old doctor with silver hair in his temples who was in charge of Bai Hao.

"Each gold crystal syringe has an internal number that is invisible to the naked eye." He explained: "All synthesis stations are connected to the Federal Gene Optimization Research Institute, and the test results of the medicine will be uploaded for record as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he called up the authentication function of the intelligent brain and scanned the gold crystal injection tube:
"It has passed the certification. It is indeed a tier 2 D-grade potion, but the maker is unknown."

"I can explain that," Mr. Atkin interjected, "In fact, many drugs that are circulated privately are deliberately not signed."

"It's not that we don't have confidence in the effectiveness of the medicine itself, but many customers have too high expectations for low-level medicines. If the results are not satisfactory, the gene optimizer may be blamed."

Bosen looked at him deeply, as if he understood something.

"Just use the medicine directly." Shen Yao, who appeared at the door at some point, said.

"Okay, boss!" Bosen seemed to have found his backbone and immediately got rid of his indecisive state.

The injection was slowly injected into Bai Hao's carotid artery. But within a few seconds, his originally weak breathing became heavy.

"Something is wrong." The old doctor looked at Bai Hao in confusion: "This is not the reaction that should occur after injecting the gene stabilizer."

Shen Yao glanced at Atkin coldly, which made the latter nervous.

"I spent 400,000 Cowans to buy this potion." He whispered, "The other party is a very capable genetic optimizer, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Beep, beep!" The warning sounded in the ward. Everyone turned their heads to look at the magnified red indicator on the electronic monitoring screen on the wall.

"What's going on? His temperature is dropping rapidly!"

"Oh my god, 15 degrees, 5 degrees, minus 2 degrees, and it hasn't stopped yet!"

Bosen quickly pressed Bai Hao's forehead and found that his forehead was cold to the touch, and a thin layer of white frost was visibly formed.

He no longer looked like a living person.

It wasn't just the temperature. The heartbeat on the monitor screen also slowly dropped until it reached zero, making a long, sharp, flat beep.

Bosen lowered his head, and when he turned around and looked up again, his eyes had turned blood red.

He silently stretched out his hand, and Atkin was sucked over by a huge force and grabbed by the neck.

"Even if you are an eighth-class citizen, if you dare to murder a member of the Special Affairs Bureau, you must die!"

As he spoke, he began to exert force on his hands. Mr. Atkin struggled desperately, but the difference in strength was too great to be of any use.

Shen Yao seemed to have not seen this scene at all. His eyes were fixed on the electronic surveillance screen, and no one knew what he was looking at.

The old doctor's face turned pale with fear, and he tried in vain to operate various emergency life-support devices, but all in vain.

He stopped dejectedly, his dull eyes swept across the electronic screen woodenly, and suddenly fell on a number.

That value had been inactive for a long time, but now, it was slowly but surely rising.

"He's still alive!" he shouted loudly. "The brain is beginning to revive!"

Shen Yao's eyes became focused. He glanced at the rising brain wave value and said calmly, "Let him go first."

Mr. Atkin was thrown to the ground. He was breathing heavily, his face turned purple, and gradually returned to his normal appearance.

But he didn't say much about the unfair treatment he had just suffered.

Because Bai Hao's heartbeat, which had stopped, started again. It was slow at first, but then it gradually returned to normal, beating unusually strongly.

However, his body temperature continued to drop.

"Twenty-two degrees below zero, twenty-three degrees below zero"

The old doctor scratched his head and muttered to himself: "Could it be? But it can't be that low."

Most of the blood color in Bosen's eyes disappeared, but there was still a lot of blood. He opened his eyes wide and pressed his hands tightly on his shoulders:
"Explain clearly, what is it? What happened to Bai Hao?!"

"Looking at him like this, it seems like his ice-type supernatural power has awakened." The old doctor was pressed so hard that it hurt: "Please relax a little. My old bones can't withstand the strength of a warrior."

"How is it possible?" Not only Bosen, but even Shen Yao was very surprised and asked Mr. Atkin: "Isn't what you brought the second-level gene stabilizer?"

"Yes." Mr. Atkin was even more confused: "Look, the patient's brain area has recovered its activity, and the effect of the stabilizer has been confirmed. But it seems that the ice-type supernatural power has also awakened at the same time, and why do I feel that the level of awakening is not low?"

His words awakened the old doctor. The latter slapped his forehead and said, "I understand! No wonder, no wonder!"

Bosen's hands, which had already relaxed, turned into two pliers again: "I've already said it before, if you have any ideas, you need to speak clearly, don't be hesitant!"

The old doctor groaned, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "It's still the awakening of the ice-type supernatural power I just mentioned. It's just because it has reached the fourth level when it first awakens, so the body temperature has dropped to this level. Hey, look, the awakening is almost complete, let go quickly, hiss, it hurts me to death!"

Everyone looked over and saw that the body temperature and other physical indicators on the monitoring electronic screen began to rise across the board.

The white frost on Bai Hao's body disappeared, and his skin became more and more rosy from pale.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes under everyone's gaze.

"Hi, boss!" Bai Hao tried to jump up the moment he saw Shen Yao, but was dragged back by something entangled around his body.

"What is this!" He pulled down various wires roughly. Some of the wires were tangled together and could not be separated. An ice blade unconsciously appeared in his hand and he cut them off easily.

Bai Hao looked at the ice blade in his hand in surprise and threw it away immediately. "My God, what is this?" He jumped up:

"Boss, were those passengers rescued? Oh, I'm fine. It must be because of your leadership that they were able to rescue them. Oh, how was my performance? Did I get any commendation from above?"

Shen Yao looked at his silly smile and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and turned his head away.

Bosen, on the other hand, pulled out a few documents from his smart brain and pushed them directly to him: "Take a look at the case report and the higher-ups' attitude towards you. If the boss and I hadn't insisted on finding a solution, you would probably have to stay in bed for the rest of your life!"

"Boss! Asen!" Bai Hao's eyes were filled with tears: "I will never forget your kindness!"

"That's not necessary." Bosen held out his hand to him: "Just pay me back quickly."

"Uh..." Bai Hao was speechless. After his eyes rolled around, he suddenly leaned back and hugged his head in pain. "I feel dizzy. My head hurts. Where's the doctor? Come and save me."

Shen Yao ignored them. His eyes were as sharp as a torch, and fell directly on Mr. Atkin's face, making the latter step back involuntarily, all the way to the door.

"Mr. Atkin." Shen Yao walked forward and said softly:

"Bai Hao is already 24 years old, which is past the minimum age for self-awakening. Even though I don't know much about gene optimizers, I know that to reach the fourth level when you first awaken, you need at least a level B gene optimizer, and this kind of thing is quite rare on high-level stars."

"Cough cough cough cough!" Mr. Atkin let out a long series of coughs, but still did not interrupt what Shen Yao wanted to say.

"So, shouldn't you introduce to me which outstanding genetic optimizer was able to create this magical potion that has the functions of both a second-order stabilizer and a first-order B-order optimizer?"

(End of this chapter)