Bai Zhehan’s private lab was opened by some people. Previously he rent some beds in Xinxing Hospital, but now he rent a basement flat as his lave to develop PT1418. Now he had come to the last step-in about one week, the drug would be crowned with complete success.
Beside the police, there were also several woman coming in, looing haggard with angry expression. Then a group of men rushed into the lab with iron bars in their hands.
“Here it is!” A man shouted.
Bai Zhehan became dazed for a second. Who sold him out? The only thing he could do now was to hold firmly the end products in a glass jar.
In the inner room there were still three girls lying in the warm bed, quietly, on a drip. They were guinea pigs, working hard and seriously.
The relatives of the three girl held them into their arms and began smashing everything in the room, the door, the TV set, the water dispenser, and so on and so forth…
A few women held Bai Zhehan in the collar screaming close to his ear, “you brute! You’re not human being! You’re sick yourself and you have others to try the drug for you!”
“Beat him to death!” All shouted.
Bai Zhehan didn’t try to hold his head but held the jar tightly with his hands. He was force to kneel down to the ground and was being kicked by the girls’ parents one after another, mercilessly.
A man in pointy leather shoes kicked Bai Zhehan straight in the head. A small hole was on it, but was not bleeding.
“Throw his stuff away,” a woman shouted hysterically, for she found the jar in Bai Zhehan’s hands.
Don’t try to provoke women, especially married women. Don’t pick on their children, otherwise they will fight against you.
The woman was so strong that she grabbed the jar of the end products at once. Bai Zhehan shouted out loud, “No, don’t…”
The jar was smashed to the ground, while the beating continued. Bai Zhehan’s glasses were stamped and smashed into small pieces. He was feeling for his PT1418 pills on the ground, piece by piece. The pills were the symbol of his painstaking efforts. He gave up his high salary just in order to study the medicine, how could they dump the pills to the ground?
His hand was severely trampled on by the crowd and he was beaten several times on the back, just as he was hit by a stool in his father hand in those years. In his childhood he saw his father bullied his mother by sitting on her. Whereas his mother was motionless, still reading the newspaper in her hand.
They divorced afterward. His father said to him, “Your mother was out of her mind. You should develop a drug that would make women happy.
He could no longer see his mother afterward. She married another uncle and went to a faraway place and never contact them again.
Later on, his father told him, “Your mother has died.” He was then studying in the Senior high school when he went to see her by train. The body of his mother was settled in the coffin. Her face was deathly pale. The word written on the bottle was: Paraquat. She drank it from the bottle.
Later when Bai Zhehan began to work as an intern, he met a girl who came to see the doctor. The girl told him reasonably, “I have drunk some paraquat, please have my stomach pumping, Doctor.”
It was in the hospital where she died. Although Bai Zhehan tried his best to save her, she died, anyway. When she was dying, she was still clear-headed. She cried, “Please save me, Doctor. I’m seriously hurt.” Her whole body festered, from the inside to the outside, from esophagus to anus. She died of respiratory failure after passing a large bubble of bloody stool
Until now Bai Zhehan became aware how much of the pain his mother had suffered when she was dying.
He began his career as a doctor after graduating from the university and found the sample of Bancegreen occasionally. He studied it carefully. And when he had enough money, he could hire someone to do clinical trials so that he could slowly approach the target. But pitifully he failed when he was very close to the winning result.
Jiang Youyou also came, informed by Pu Yuanhui’s phone call. “From now on you won’t have to worry about the nightmare.”
Huang Yu and other policemen were trying to stop the attackers, “In this way you will beat him to death. He should receive a fair and just sentence by the law. We’ll arrest whoever who was going to give another attack.”
The attackers scattered. Some women spat onto dying Bai Zhehan, foul-mouthed.
The girls in Bai’s lab were sent to other hospital for treatment. Bai Zhehai wiped the blood off his mouth corner. “You all came here voluntarily. And I have told you long before that what I do is for the benefit of mankind, for you women.”
Huang Yu said angrily, “Your medical research was just a front for your own benefit. And you have hurt so many women.”
The last room was Bai Zhehan’s bedroom, in which he ate, drank and slept. When the room was to be opened, Bai Zhehan said “No, don’t open it.”
But it was still opened.
The walls of the room were plastered with Jiang Youyou’s pictures-when she first came to the hospital, when she was having meals, when she was sleeping, when she was staring blankly, when she was going to the bathroom, when she was on a drip, and when she was raped by the four men in the private toon in the Oriental Angel party…, those pictures in which she looked pretty or unsightly… all pasted in the room.
Jiang Youyou felt a fit of prickling pain in head.
Pu Yuanhui held Jiang Youyou tightly in hand, “Don’t cry, all has gone…”
The moment Bai Zhehan got on the police car, he waved to Jiang Youyou and said to himself, “Her new boyfriend seemed to be very kind to her…”