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Chapter 214 Chapter 214 Quinlyn guessed that Edward's disappearance had something to do with this place, but she didn't expect to see him in the lab.

In the room, which was as cold as a morgue, Edward was lying there with his eyes closed, separated by a layer of mist.

"What have you done to Edward?" Quinlyn walked over and felt Edward's pulse. It was very weak.

The researcher, standing on one side, explained kindly, “Don't worry. This is the latest cryogenic technology, which can minimize the body's rejection and discomfort during surgery.

"We believe that his legs have the possibility of regeneration, so we used stem cell engineering to stimulate neurons and cells. Soon, he will have a pair of healthy legs." Quinlyn had noticed the unusual bulge under the blanket earlier.

Hearing this, she lifted it to see that a new pair of legs had been grafted onto the place where Edward's legs had been amputated. The texture of the skin was very close to Edward's age, and it seemed to be his original legs.

Sawyer was also shocked as he looked through the experimental data.

"Not only are the vital signs normal at low temperatures, but the amount of bleeding during surgery has also been reduced. In less than 24 hours, neurons have begun to connect and regenerate. How on earth was this done?" said Sawyer.

Quinlyn checked the data and saw the stem cell growth agent, the ingredient of which was umbilical cord blood. Umbilical cord blood usually remained in the placenta and umbilical cord when a baby was born, and it was generally used to treat cardiovascular diseases.

"You want to use the stem cell function of umbilical cord blood to stimulate neuronal regeneration?" Quinlyn asked the researcher, turning back.

+68 The researcher was slightly taken aback. Seeing that Quinlyn knew the stuff, he nodded and said, "Yes. Although the number is very small, we have indeed extracted this ingredient, and the cure rate for disabilities is as high as 70%.* Seventy percent was a pretty high probability in the medical world.

Quinlyn didn't think the researcher was lying because the data wouldn't lie. Edward's legs were indeed healing. If blood circulation returned to his legs, the rest of his body's ailments would be relatively alleviated.

"Unfortunately, Edward still needs to sleep for a while and can't open his eyes to see you yet." Warren stood at the door and beckoned Quinlyn to walk elsewhere.

Sawyer decided to stay to take care of Edward and continued his research.

Seeing this, Quinlyn turned to leave.

Walking in the hallway, she took the initiative to ask, “What is the most important research here? I want to know." Warren looked at Quinlyn's sideways. "I've been waiting for you to ask." They reached the end of the corridor. Warren pointed to the room next door and said, "The answer is in there." Quinlyn turned to the glass door, pressed her hand on it, and pushed it open without hesitation.

It was a foggy and cold space, full of sophisticated equipment and experimental data.

Quinlyn scanned through the data and found that it included head transplants, heart and brain death, and human blood Chapter 214 transfusions...

"You want eternal life," she said calmly as if she had guessed it long ago.

2900 +68) "Which rich person doesn't want to live forever?" Warren asked, crossing his arms and leaning against the door without entering. "I know you want to study super stem cells too. As long as you are willing to stay, this brand new project is yours." "This is why you arrested Edward," said Quinlyn.

"You can say that. The Special Operations involvement was just an accident." Warren had revealed all the information.

Quinlyn looked at Warren and asked, "If I agree, can you let everyone go?" "Well, you might have to make sachievements first." Warren raised his chin, gesturing to something inside.

Quinlyn turned her head and found another door in the room. It seemed to be another operating room. As soon as she opened it, a scream burst out.

The girl on the cold operating table had long hair. With her limbs tied, she kept struggling. The more she struggled, the more blood flowed down the table.

Quinlyn walked over, her gaze drawn not to the wound but to the girl's stomach, which was shrunken and scarred from multiple pregnancies.

"Help. Help me... I don't want to die." Seeing someone coming, the girl pleaded with tears in her eyes. Quinlyn picked up the hemostatic agent from the tray and gave the girl an injection. The girl tilted her head softly and fell asleep.

"That's where Umbilical cord blood cfrom, right?" asked Quinlyn.

Although the quantity is small, it could be widely used. The problem lay in the source.

Warren walked over and stood not far away. "This is your experimental subject. If you want to save her, the people who cwith you might die." Quinlyn knew this was Warren's kind reminder. She stayed silent for a few seconds, then said softly, “Okay." Only then did Warren smile. He walked over, patted Quinlyn's shoulder, and let out a sigh of relief. "If you have any requests, feel free to ask. We'll do our best to accommodate you." Quinlyn nodded and watched Warren leave.

The cygirl, now in different clothes, walked beside Warren, her eyes fixed on Quinlyn with a cold stare. Quinlyn guessed that the girl must have a listening device on her. Warren had deliberately provoked the girl just now to make her leave for repairs. It seemed that he wasn't completely free either.

Quinlyn closed the door and returned to the operating table. She was relieved to see that the girl's bleeding e had stopped. Concerned that the girl might be cold, she pulled a sheet over the girl. Suddenly, something caught her eye. Quinlyn paused, reached out to brush aside the girl's messy hair, and took a closer look. The familiar face in her memory overlapped with the one before her. Quinlyn's dark eyes widened slightly. "Xena..." In the lounge reserved for researchers, the neatly dressed Xena slowly opened her eyes. A look of confusion flashed across her bloodless face before she turned to Quinlyn.

Quinlyn fell asleep beside Xena. The scene reminded Xena of a few years ago, on a shaky, cramped train, where they hid in the bathroom and spent the night huddled together.

97 veu, Y Apr Chapter 214 Quinlyn woke up to see Xena crying, her lips bitten until they bled.

"Xena, you still remember me, right? Don't cry. Crying too much is bad for you," said Quinlyn.

Xena opened her mouth and said, "Quinn..." ☐96% "Yes, I'm here." Quinlyn held Xena's cold hand, hiding the sadness in her heart, and gave Xena an encouraging smile. "It's okay. We'll get out of here." +68

Quinlyn met Xena on a train when she was six years old and was taken away by criminals for the first time. ve At that time, the sixteen-year-old girl was to be packaged as a high-end commodity and sold to wealthy foreigners.

They spent three days on the train together, planning to escape. When m they finally got off at the next station, the criminals caught up. Quinlyn pushed Xena out, but she was caught. They hadn't seen each other since. "Quinn, I never thought we'd see each other again like this. This is hell. You can't stay here. You have to escape even if it means stepping over my dead body," said Xena.

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