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Chapter 833 People Take Off Their Clothes at Night

"I saw with my own eyes that the woman who successfully conceived with the gardener was also injected with painkillers and sedatives."

The medicines that should have been locked away deep inside the pharmacy appeared in large quantities in his room. Dr. Gao took a great risk to bring them out, so he must have needed them.

"Could I have actually succeeded in having a brain-computer interface?"

The "shared brain" is the latest research achievement of the ethics oversight group, with broad application prospects. Sharing pain is like committing capital punishment, while sharing happiness is like enjoying life.

Carefully flipping through the medicine, Dr. Gao found several investigation documents hidden at the bottom. After glancing at them, his gaze was fixed on them.

All the investigation data revolved around two people—the gardener and Dr. Bucun. From their lifestyle habits to their work experience, Dr. Gao investigated them thoroughly.

The doctor recorded in the document is completely different from the public's perception of Bu Cunzai, the instructor of the ethics supervision group. He used to work at the same hospital as Dr. Gao, but the two belonged to different departments.

Dr. Bu was handsome, tall, and highly skilled. He maintained inappropriate relationships with several nurses at the hospital. He firmly believed that after a person is born, the tangible umbilical cord is cut, but the intangible umbilical cord still exists. This intangible umbilical cord can merge and connect with others, and the more people connected, the more energy and love a person possesses. Ultimately, people are intertwined by these intangible umbilical cords, weaving together to form society.

That's what he thought, and that's what he did. However, Dr. Gao felt that Dr. Bu was simply suffering from sex addiction and was a scumbag with extremely low moral standards.

Later, Bu Cun had more and more umbilical cords attached to his body. On the one hand, he felt like he had become a monster covered in umbilical cords, and on the other hand, he felt like he was omnipotent. He was in great pain due to this extreme contradiction, and it was Dr. Gao who comforted and treated him.

After searching through all the materials, Dr. Gao still couldn't find how he had comforted and treated Bu. Some things seemed to be things he himself dared not back up and had to be destroyed immediately.

Looking further ahead, Dr. Bucun has changed jobs and been specially hired as a senior physician at the First Rehabilitation Hospital. With the help of various forces, he has joined the ethics supervision group and become a trainer.

“The existence of cloth intersected with my life, and the most crucial part of the treatment was destroyed.”

Another key figure documented in the records is the gardener. The records detail how Dr. Gao worked step by step to help the gardener return to normal. However, in the gardener's view, Dr. Gao was driving him crazy and forcing him to integrate into this insane world.

If the gardener is a madman, then Dr. Gao's treatment is flawless and without any problems.

If the gardener is the only normal person, then Dr. Gao is trying to destroy the gardener's will through various methods, turning him into a mentally unstable madman.

In fact, by the time the trial began, the gardener had become a patient who could only repeat certain phrases, and his last shred of sanity was likely destroyed by the brain.

Dr. Gao looked up and saw that the gardener's initial treatment date was six months ago.

After six months of living and working together tirelessly, Dr. Gao finally "cured" the gardener.

Squinting, Dr. Gao's fingertip lingered on the date the treatment began. He realized he had indeed forgotten a lot: "Six months have passed? I don't remember at all? Could it be that the gardener was right?"

The lighter was placed under the paper, and a flame appeared. Dr. Gao burned all the documents.

"If I have participated in the shared brain, did I receive another person's perspective, or did I share my own perspective?"

"The gardener keeps saying I've forgotten, that I've forgotten a lot of things. Could it be because I shared my perspective with others?"

"Could the change in the existence of cloth be because of me?"

"If I forged the gardener's diary, and if I did something to Cloth Existence, then why would I do it?"

"Did I notice something while treating the gardener? Do I need to shift people's suspicions onto Dr. Bucun?"

In the latter part of the treatment of the gardener, Dr. Gao began to contact Dr. Bu, which makes sense in terms of timing.

"Let's assume the gardener is telling the truth, that he's the only sane person in the world. I deliberately drove him insane under the guise of treatment, then forged his diary and various clues, pointing all the abnormalities to Dr. Bu and the ethics oversight committee..." "The more I do, the more flaws I'll reveal. No matter what I'm hiding, it's only a matter of time before it's discovered, unless I'm trying to buy time."

"But why should I delay?"

Sitting in the chair, Dr. Gao looked up at the clock on the wall, a clock that was running backwards.

Reaching into his pocket, Dr. Gao placed a long bunch of keys on the table. His room only had three locked drawers and one locked cabinet, but he had a total of thirteen keys strung together, making them heavy and inconvenient to carry.

"I've even forgotten which locks these keys correspond to..."

In the dead of night, Dr. Gao suddenly heard someone tapping on the wall, the rhythm perfectly matching his own heartbeat.

"It's the father's room next door."

Opening the wooden door, Dr. Gao looked outside. The living room was pitch black, and his family members seemed to be asleep.

"Dad, were you looking for me?"

I tiptoed to my father's room. There was a wooden frame with seven or eight empty wine bottles inside, which seemed to have been thrown out by my father after he finished drinking them.

"You drank quite a lot. You should take care of yourself!"

His father hadn't left his room in a long time, and Dr. Gao's memory of his father's appearance was somewhat blurry. He helplessly tidied up the wine bottles, smelling the strong odor of alcohol and medicine. Just as he was about to get up, the tightly closed door to his father's room creaked softly.

A pale arm stretched out from inside the house, its long, slender fingers gripping an empty wine bottle. From the back of its fingers to its arm, every inch of its skin was covered in intricate tattoos.

I can tell what the tattoo is, but it's still creepy, like being stared at by countless eyes.

The bottle was thrown into the wooden frame, the arm disappeared back into the darkness, and the door was closed again.

"Dad..." Dr. Gao hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "Were you a key member of the gang before?"

There was no response. Dr. Gao picked up the empty wine bottle and walked towards the kitchen trash can. As soon as he opened the kitchen door, he saw his uncle holding a kitchen knife with a ferocious expression. He placed his hand on the cutting board and made several different muffled sounds.

"Uncle? Is that you? Did you two have another fight?"

Upon hearing Dr. Gao's voice, the uncle slowly turned his neck, his eyes bloodshot, his lips cracked and bleeding, and managed to utter a single sentence: "Go, go quickly."

That was my uncle's tone of voice; he takes the best care of Dr. Gao.

The uncle raised the cleaver and took two steps toward Dr. Gao. His neck was covered with blood vessels, making it look deformed and twisted.

After putting down the empty wine bottle, Gao Ming closed the kitchen door and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash his hands. He only realized that the bathroom light was broken when he pressed the switch.

He pushed open the waterproof door, and there stood his grandfather in front of the mirror, counting his heads over and over again.

He counted from one to eight, then from eight back to one, repeating this several times, and his emotions became increasingly erratic.

"How come there's an extra head?"

(End of this chapter)