Not all the things on display are idle, most of them are in use.
And how are these things used
The woman wearing the mask looked at the glassware with increasingly terrifying eyes.
Of these transparent culture vessels, the larger ones are even big enough to hold two people, while the smaller ones are like the jars that ordinary people use to make wine.
At this time, some of those containers were human bodies with closed eyes, and there was something like an air valve connected to their mouth and nose, so it could be seen that the people were still alive.
Some are human organs soaked in liquids of different colors.
And on those operating tables separated by transparent shields, there are still many people lying there, either doing examinations or performing operations.
The knife that moves the knife, the injection liquid that injects an unknown liquid.
The person who did it was wearing a mask and goggles, and there was no expression at all.
And those patients also closed their eyes, as if they couldn't feel anything, and of course there were no emotional fluctuations on their exposed faces.
Here is like a concentrated purgatory on earth, stripping away all the emotions that belong to the living.
As soon as the man who brought the woman came, he frowned and said to the person on the other side:
"No. 1071 has been injected with medicine for almost half an hour. Why don't you hurry up and record his drug reaction? Before the effect of 0912's medicine takes effect, it is estimated that there will be at least ten minutes. Can't tell the difference?"
The person he reprimanded didn't dare to refute, so he hurried out of a transparent compartment of the operating table, hurried to the compartment on the other side of the operating table, and picked up a record book that was similar to the one used by those on the upper floor to enter data. Started to write.
Only then did the one who led the way look away, and led the woman behind to walk inside.
They did not stay in these places for a long time, but went straight to a long corridor on the other side.
Very similar in appearance to those wards upstairs.
Here are also separate rooms, with electronic locks with screens on the outside.
The one who led the way went over and opened the door, and brought the woman behind him in.
The outside door is similar, but the interior layout is much better, even better than the room on the eleventh floor, and there is even a separate bedroom.
The man who walked in front went into the bedroom and said to the people in the room:
"Boss Qi, I'm sorry, there are not enough manpower today. I will clean it up for you soon, and someone will come to help you check the postoperative reaction later. Just ring the bell if you need anything else."
After finishing speaking, he came out and said to the woman who brought in:
"Boss Qi, you will be in charge today. Go and tidy up the room first, and let me know when you're done. I'll bring the equipment here, and you can check it with Boss Qi. Report any problems in time, and don't make trouble for me. Things are coming, do you hear?"
Not only are they responsible for professional inspections, but they also have to come for cleaning?
It seems that apart from these people, even cleaning can't come down.
The woman wearing a mask quickly agreed, promising that she would complete the task seriously.
After sending the person out, she turned around and entered the bedroom.
An old man with deep wrinkles was lying on the bed in the bedroom. The room was filled with the unique smell of old people, as well as the smell of urine.
The man lay motionless on the bed, like a piece of lifeless skin. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com