Chapter 606: There are still some side effects

Last time Liu Huixi (Su Yuner) stayed in that dark room.

Zheng Enhui slowly opened her eyes.

"Awake?"

Lin Feng's voice sounded.

Zheng Enhui turned her head and saw Lin Feng sitting on a chair.

This is a cramped space, with cold air blowing from above.

It's cold, but not too uncomfortable.

Suddenly she came to, looked at the chest wound where a bullet had pierced, and the wound was gone!

"What's going on?"

Zheng Enhui looked shocked.

Lin Feng explained: "My company has developed a new kind of gene technology…"

Having said that, Zheng Enhui became even more shocked.

As long as the brain isn't damaged, it can let a person's body recover at an extremely fast speed!

Such medical technology is incredibly powerful, almost overturning Zheng Enhui's understanding of medicine.

With this technology, wouldn't it be able to cure all injuries and diseases except brain damage?

Lin Feng likes Yang Caiwei so much; why didn't he use this technology on Yang Yu back then?

For a moment, her mind was filled with all kinds of questions.

Lin Feng said calmly: "Put on your clothes; it's too cold here—let's go outside and talk."

Lin Feng opened the door and went out.

Zheng Enhui glanced, threw the robe placed aside over her body, tied the belt, and opened the door.

Outside the door was a staircase going up.

Going up another floor, there was a study.

Leaving the study, she immediately understood what place this was.

It turned out to be the old courtyard of the Zhang family.

The first time she came here, she came together with Yang Yu.

At that moment, Lin Feng was standing in the courtyard.

Shen Youzhen had already taken care of the hotel matter.

Because it involved Zhang Shangxun, an important figure of Han Guo, the assassination incident would be handled discreetly.

Such news would not appear on the internet, news, or newspapers.

At the same time, Shen Youzhen had issued an order, using Zhang's precious sword as a clue, to begin investigating this matter.

Zhang's precious sword had already returned to Han Guo several months ago; who took him away and trained him?

As a member of the Zhang family, if Zhang's precious sword succeeds in its action, who would be the biggest beneficiary?

"During this period, has there been anything abnormal in the stock market?"

Lin Feng asked.

Shen Youzhen replied: "Indeed, a large sum of funds has flowed in, driving up the share prices of several listed companies under the group…"

After Shen Youzhen finished speaking, Lin Feng shook his head.

From the data Shen Youzhen reported, basically nothing can be found.

In Han Guo's stock market, the hot money that rushes in and out is simply too much.

Just like when he previously dealt with the listed company of the Cui family, tracing the source of the funds in reverse is very difficult.

"It's getting late; go back to the room and rest!"

Lin Feng saw Zheng Enhui walking over and said to Shen Youzhen.

Shen Youzhen glanced at Zheng Enhui, then turned and left.

"Let's go back to the room to talk!"

Lin Feng said calmly.

Zheng Enhui took a shower first.

Then she changed in the changing room into an outfit almost identical to what she had worn when she came out earlier.

Originally she expected the matter to continue; the injury merely interrupted this process.

Walking out of the bathroom, she checked the time—it was already half past eleven at night.

It's the end of March; nights aren't that cold anymore.

Moreover, there are no mosquitoes yet.

She pushed open the door and entered the room where Lin Feng was.

Lin Feng raised his head to glance at Zheng Enhui, then lifted his hand to check the time on his watch.

Suddenly, Zheng Enhui collapsed onto the ground.

Her face showed a look of discomfort.

Lin Feng turned on his phone's recording function, walked up to Zheng Enhui, and asked: "How do you feel now?"

"My whole body hurts, like being pricked by needles, and I have no strength…"

Zheng Enhui gave a description.

After 15 minutes passed, Zheng Enhui suddenly exhaled and slowly crawled up.

Lin Feng sent the video he had captured to Qi Yao.

Afterward, Lin Feng had Zheng Enhui, who had suffered for fifteen minutes on the carpet, helped up from the floor and seated on the sofa.

He poured her another glass of water and sat down beside Zheng Enhui.

Zheng Enhui drank half of the water in the cup, and Lin Feng pulled her into his arms.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Enhui asked softly.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Don't worry, it's just a side effect. It's uncomfortable, but it's not unbearable."

"Huixi... Yun Er is the same way?" Zheng Enhui asked.

Lin Feng replied, "Her physical condition is better than yours; it's just a mild dizziness."

He came to Han Guo this time to look for test subjects.

As a result, it was first applied to two women.

With Liu Huixi, Lin Feng went with the flow.

Zheng Enhui, he had no other choice.

If he didn't do this, Zheng Enhui would have died.

But it seems not everyone can be perfectly transformed.

The data from Liu Huixi shows that this side effect can occur several times a day.

If Zheng Enhui experiences it like this, the side effects occur too frequently and will greatly affect daily life.

Moreover, more importantly... the key cannot stop.

To put it bluntly, the wounds on them heal not because they truly healed.

Instead, the wounds are forcibly fused together, restoring bodily functions.

To achieve perfect genetic modification, there is still a long way to go.

"How often must this gene key be used?"

Zheng Enhui asked.

"About half a month," Lin Feng said calmly.

"Great!"

Zheng Enhui smiled happily.

Lin Feng looked at Zheng Enhui in surprise.

Zheng Enhui said, "At least I can see you once every half month..."

Lin Feng stroked Zheng Enhui's soft hair and said with a smile, "Although there are side effects, the benefits are great; it not only restored your life but can also turn you into a superhuman."

After speaking, Lin Feng let go of her, stood up, and lifted a box from under the tea table.

He opened the box; inside were glass tubes the size of a fingertip, filled with red key liquid, each capped with silver‑white metal sleeves.

Lin Feng took one out, walked to Zheng Enhui, and said, "Extend your hand."

Zheng Enhui raised her left hand.

Lin Feng twisted the metal sleeve at one end of the glass tube, and a fine needle emerged.

He pierced that end into Zheng Enhui's left wrist.