86: Chapter 86 This isn't for drinking; you need an injection.

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"Isaac, the Empire needs you!"

Inside the resident evil underground Hive Base, Lin Fang handed a medical case to the man before him with a solemn expression. "I'm only giving you three days."

In the world of the wandering earth, the planet's rotation was gradually stopping due to the torque engines on the equator. Solar radiation had increased dramatically, leading to a massive surge in radiation sickness and cancer cases.

However, this played right into Lin Fang's hands. Before his weight reached 50%, he could use a "special medicine" to break the situation wide open.

The core cause of both radiation sickness and cancer is DNA damage. The Hive Base, capable of curing all cancers at the genetic level, was naturally the ideal provider.

"The Empire needs me?"

Isaac was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then his cheeks flushed with excitement as he vowed, "Your Excellency Commander, I guarantee the mission will be completed!"

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What is the power of faith?

When Bernini sculpted 'The Ecstasy of Saint Teresa,' he conversed with God for seventy-two consecutive hours before the marble shed tears of rapture.

Isaac didn't need that long. His research on radiation sickness at the Hive Base yielded results after two sleepless days and nights.

In the base laboratory,

A middle-aged man in a white lab coat was reporting to Lin Fang while holding a pale purple test tube.

"Commander, this is the G1 Gene Repair Serum. It can not only repair DNA damage caused by common radiation but also reverse the malignant mutations of cancer cells."

"What's the cost?"

Lin Fang asked as he took the reagent. One shouldn't underestimate it; if this serum appeared in the real world, it would immediately cause a revolutionary shift in the medical field. Compared to the Hive Base, Third-Party Biotechnology was like a toddler just learning to walk.

"Five million US dollars,"

Isaac answered seriously. "However, I don't have patient samples from the world you mentioned, Commander, so safety cannot be guaranteed yet."

Lin Fang felt it was fine. When people are on the brink of death, what is there to hesitate about? Such a world was simply the best place for clinical trials.

"Your Excellency Commander, how many doses of the G1 Serum do you require?"

As he spoke, Isaac felt some hesitation. According to the Commander, there were tens of millions of patients struggling in that world who desperately needed it to save their lives—a quantity the Hive could not afford.

To Isaac's surprise, he heard a number from the Commander that was almost cold-blooded.

"I only want three."

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A week later,

In the wandering earth plane, at the Fourth Union Hospital.

Liu Peiqiang peeled an apple and spoke to the seven-year-old boy sitting on a chair reading a comic book. "Liu Qi, eat your apple."

Hmm?

The boy looked up, put down his comic, and took the apple in two steps. Just as he was about to take a bite, he stopped and turned to hand the apple to the woman lying on the hospital bed. "Mom, you eat first."

"Aw, my Liu Qi is so good!" Han Duoduo, lying on the bed, was currently pale and gaunt with sunken eyes. Even speaking was an effort, but she still leaned over to take a small bite and chewed slowly.

"Mom, is it sweet?"

Liu Qi asked expectantly with wide eyes.

Han Duoduo forced a slight smile and stroked his head. "Sweet, it's very sweet."

Watching this scene, Liu Peiqiang's eyes reddened. He turned his face away and took a deep breath to suppress his surging emotions.

His wife's condition had deteriorated to the terminal stage. The doctor's diagnosis was clear—radiation-induced mutant cancer. Existing medical means could only delay it; there was no cure.

She only had a month left to live, yet he could do nothing.

"Peiqiang..." Han Duoduo called him softly.

"I'm here." Liu Peiqiang immediately sat back by the bed and held her thin hand.

"Don't be too sad," Han Duoduo's voice was soft but firm. "You must focus on the interview. You'll definitely become a Navigator."

"I..."

Liu Peiqiang's throat was raspy. Just then, there was a soft knock on the ward door. Ruoxi, wearing a cyan sweater, walked in, craning her neck to look at the beds.

"Uncle Liu, are you in here?"

The crisp voice startled Liu Peiqiang. He turned toward the door and found it was the little girl from that night.

Could it be...? Liu Peiqiang's pupils constricted. He wouldn't give up on any shred of hope and immediately stood up to walk toward the door.

"Uncle Liu, the Big Brother told me to give this to you."

Ruoxi tilted her small face up and pulled a pale purple test tube about the size of a pinky finger from a plastic bag. "He said this isn't for drinking, it's an injection."

"There's only one chance!"

"Bye-bye!"

The little girl stuffed the reagent into his hand and ran away quickly, leaving Liu Peiqiang no time to say anything.

Liu Peiqiang stared blankly at the serum in his hand until Liu Qi came over and tugged at his sleeve.

"Daddy, what's wrong? What is this?"

"This is the medicine that can make Mommy better." Liu Peiqiang made up his mind. No matter what this was or who that old man was, he had no second choice now; he had to try.

Liu Peiqiang hurried back to the bed, held Han Duoduo's hand, and said, "Honey, I found a way, but I'm not sure..."

"Peiqiang, it's okay."

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Ten minutes later, the attending physician arrived hurriedly with two nurses.

The middle-aged doctor adjusted his glasses and carefully examined the test tube in his hand. "Mr. Liu, this is against regulations. We don't have a permit to use this kind of drug."

"It's more like a serum, which is medically unconventional and carries extreme risk. I understand how you feel, Mr. Liu, but..."

"Doctor Pang!" Liu Peiqiang interrupted him, his voice firm. "My wife only has one month left. Even if there's only a one-in-ten-thousand chance of hope, I have to try."

The doctor was silent for a moment before finally sighing. "Fine, but the hospital will not be held responsible."

In this era, people were dying every day, so many people. The old rules no longer seemed to apply.

After signing the liability waiver,

The unfamiliar serum was slowly pushed into Han Duoduo's vein via intravenous injection. The ward was terrifyingly quiet, with only the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor.

After disposing of the syringe, the attending physician, Pang Hainan, shook his head inwardly. Treating genetic diseases with a serum was pure fantasy. Seeing no adverse reactions, Pang Hainan prepared to leave; he was very busy too.

"Mr. Liu, I'll be going now."

Liu Peiqiang didn't notice, merely holding Han Duoduo's hand in silence.

The wait was worth it.

Before long, Han Duoduo suddenly moved and sat up in bed. "Peiqiang, I... I feel a bit hot."

Liu Peiqiang quickly supported her, joy appearing on his face. To the naked eye, Han Duoduo's complexion had improved significantly. This serum really worked!

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In the crowded ward, everyone's gaze was focused on Han Duoduo, whose complexion now looked no different from a healthy person's. One could not tell at all that she had been a terminally ill patient just two hours ago.

They were hospital executives who had rushed over after hearing the news, a grand display. Even a department head like Pang Hainan could only stand in the corner.

Radiation sickness cured!

This exhilarating news had already been uploaded to the United Government.