Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1057 Consideration

Back in the living room, a group of people in white uniforms had been waiting for a long time.

As far as I can remember, the only people associated with Dennis are the professionals in charge of

drug development who dress like medical professionals.

Dennis' words also confirmed my suspicions, "The stuff Edgar injected you with is what they

developed."

I looked carefully, but do not think that these people are any great evil, and even from their expression

to see a trace of fear.

Leo stepped forward and stopped in front of the oldest researcher, "Where's the antidote?"

The researcher originally had his head down, and now he pressed it down even more, cowering and

scowling, "No ...... There is no antidote."

"What did you say!" Leo directly grabbed the man's collar and lifted him up suspended in the air, his

eyes widening in anger as he snarled, "I think you want to bury my sister with you!"

"No, that's not it sir, listen to me explain, when I say there is no antidote I mean, there is no need for an

antidote, the poison in Miss Kennedy's body, it was solved years ago!" The researcher struggled to

push Leo's hand, trying to break free from his grasp, yet it was an egg against a stone, to no avail. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

At these words, the anger on Leo's face immediately dissipated, and in the next second, his eyes

became tough again, fiercely carrying the man higher, and asked through gritted teeth, "What the hell is

going on, give me a clear explanation!"

Once also in the City P flourishing mixed world demon king, play horizontal, the momentum than

Dennis can not lose much, a strong sense of oppression impact, the man suddenly began to twitch,

eyes rolled white.

Older people are always less frightened.

Although Leo was reluctant, he let go of the hand with a soft heart.

The moment the man fell to the ground, the young researcher next to him immediately took the

medicine to come forward, so that he inhaled a few puffs, which calmed the symptoms of the disease.

The man just breathed a sigh of relief, Leo bent down, snatched the medicine into his hand, raised it

above his head, coldly continued to pursue, "I do not have much patience, this time you are lucky to

live, next time, there will be no one to bring you medicine, say it!"

The man and the young researcher looked at each other with a torn expression, but the afterglow

glanced from time to time in the direction of Dennis.

It felt, more than fear, like he was being asked for advice.

Soon, Leo also noticed that when he looked at Dennis again, his eyes were a little different.

Just as he was about to ask a question, Dennis spoke up first, "Go ahead."

The two short words are loud and clear, the old researcher like a get out of jail free card, grabbed Leo's

pants leg and began to cry, "This is all Mr. Vance directed, we just follow orders to do things, had no

idea things would turn out like this ......"

"Ten years ago, Mr. suddenly took back the DNA samples of a man and a woman, that is, Mr. George

and Miss Kennedy, and after testing, unexpectedly found Mr. George's genetic pathology trend, but

surprisingly, Miss Kennedy's genes, there is a cure for Mr. George's genetic Defective part!"

"Mr. Vance attaches great importance to the genetic merits of offspring, the formation of our team, is

the hope of research to change the genetic method, ten years ago, the first results of research, has

been successfully experimented on animals, so after a comprehensive examination of Miss Kennedy's

genes, Mr. Vance immediately made a Miss Kennedy to do the decision to experiment."

"The experiment had side effects, and Mr. Vance knew Mr. George would not agree, so after sufficient

preparation, he had to choose to take the child captive and check the health of the small child while

injecting the drug into Miss Kennedy."

Genetic human experimentation has always been regulated by countries, and although it goes against

humane principles, it is not difficult to understand. The worst result is a life for a life, or to put it bluntly,

a bought life.

Perhaps it is dead once, hearing this does not feel angry, but rather a sense of gratitude.

The flare-ups were painful, with dizziness, vomiting, and only a few moments of wakefulness. I often

didn't know what I had done and worried that I wouldn't be able to be there for my child's future, but it

was worth it to get through it and get Dennis healthy.

Edgar knew Dennis well enough that he would not have agreed if he had known that his health would

have to be traded for my pain.

But he did not know me well enough, if he had confessed his identity and stated his purpose, how

would he have known that I was not willing to sacrifice for Dennis?

Leo's face was also unreadable, but his eyes were slightly narrowed and his expression was

scrutinized, "So six years ago, Clara often fainted and vomited blood, all as a side effect?"

Speaking of which, the old researcher suddenly let go of Leo's leg warily and sat down on the ground

with his head down, his eyes looking left and right, not knowing what he was afraid of.

Leo's eyes were so sharp that he lifted his foot and kicked the person to the ground directly after he

found the anomaly, his voice was almost a growl, "Don't fucking stammer, tell me everything!"

The old researcher ate pain covering his chest, the pain has been unable to speak, Leo that kick, is not

a bit of mercy.

The young researcher hurriedly held himself in front of the old man and opened his mouth as if begging

for mercy, "Please be kind, don't do anything to Professor Aiden anymore, I'll tell you, I'll tell you

everything, vomiting blood, dizziness, long sleep, that's all the poison we injected in order to cover up.

As for the real side effects of genetic testing ...... Even we have not yet learned, so there is no way to

say!"

"You fucking--" Leo grabbed the young researcher's collar with both hands, his eyes straightening with

anger, "Talk to me! I just need to know if Clara is going to be okay or not!"

"I don't know, I don't know!" The man with the tall eyes cried, "We took the cultured gene fragment,

according to the theory, the experiment soon Miss Kennedy should be blind, but after so long, still safe

and sound, so we really do not know whether the fragment taken will not occur lesions, or caused other

lesions, Miss Kennedy is our first human experiment, the specific experimental data, we have not had

time to count, so it is impossible to estimate the probability and direction of lesions!"

By the end, the young man had broken down and didn't even dare to look Leo in the eye.

And we, likewise, are overwhelmed.

It turns out that Dennis' light comes at the expense of my light.

God has been kind to us for a while, mercifully not making me sick, but throwing in a time bomb with no

known expiration date, as if it would blow up at any moment.

This feeling of walking on thin ice is too familiar, so familiar that I laughed out loud, crying and laughing

at myself, "It seems that God is also jealous of my life too happy."

The words were addressed to Dennis, but all I saw was his heavy face.

I know he's feeling guilty, but I also know that he can't be blamed for this.

I was just about to comfort Dennis when I suddenly remembered something and turned my face to the

young researcher, "I am the first case, which means that you are still doing this human experiment!"