Become a one-time character in a comic

Xu Yan stayed there for a few days and personally visited several well-known psychiatrists in the industry. They had heard of "tea powder" a long time ago, but they didn't know who made it.

However, because there are many patients with records of taking "tea powder", they have studied those symptoms and also regularly observed the relevant patients.

As for the harmful effects of "tea powder" on humans, they have not found a way to treat them and just use common methods to treat the patients.

But those methods can't even be called "temporary", they are only short-term, and the short-term effect makes people feel abnormal. If ordinary people can overcome the same situation with other medicines like "tea powder", they can persist for half a month or longer, and then gradually get better.

The same regimen will not work for patients who are addicted to tea powder. They will be unable to control themselves after three days, or at most three days, and may even experience a strong withdrawal reaction. If they do not continue to take the tea, they may even choose to die immediately...

These are things Xu Yan knew. He and the police secretly researched "tea powder", and these conditions were the symptoms found in the patients in prison.

However, the drug I developed lasts longer than they said, and can last for a week, but the intensity of the withdrawal reaction is still the same as they said.

Is there really no solution?

This is a lethal poison. The person who made the poison should be able to research an antidote. Unless even the person who made the poison cannot make an antidote, that would be a very tricky situation.

That's why he wanted to meet his parents, maybe he could really find the antidote.

But as Huo Ting said, if he really went there, he might never come out again.

He was walking alone on the street, where autumn leaves had fallen and the streets, as no one had cleaned them, looked messy.

The setting sun illuminates the world with its last rays of light, but the reason why the afterglow is called afterglow is because it is leftover.

He was very confused and didn't know whether his persistence was right.

He couldn't do what so many researchers in the medical field did and devote decades of effort to one thing. It would take too long, so long that it might as well be like the emergence of new "tea powder". Maybe by then it would not be called "tea powder" anymore, but something else.

Those names always sound good, but they are all disguises, just like the nature of those things. They look good, but in fact, people’s lives and families will be affected.

During this period, he also faced too many failures, so many that they undermined his confidence.

At this time, he always thinks of someone from high school. That person was very mysterious and it seemed that he didn't tell him the name. Even if he found it, he didn't know why, he just knew that it was not him.

He took out the small notebook and foldable pen that he had kept in his pocket for many years. He leaned against a tree and wrote a sentence in the notebook.

Although he has been studying medicine and doing related work over the years, he still likes words. Whenever he is in a bad mood or understands something, he will write it down and write it into a sentence.

He didn't know what the point of doing this was, but he liked it.

I will feel much better after I finish writing, and then I can move on.

The afterglow will eventually disappear, and the world will eventually usher in the darkness under the night, but the sun will rise as usual the next day. Even if it is cloudy and rainy, the sunlight will penetrate the clouds and illuminate the world.

"What are you writing?"

Xu Yan looked up and saw a woman with fair skin, white hair, eyebrows and eyelashes standing in front of him.

"who are you?"

Xu Yan instantly became alert, and the lady raised her hands: "I'm just a passerby, I saw what you were writing and was curious, I have no bad intentions."

Seeing that Xu Yan was still on guard and looked at her with a vigilant look, she lowered her head slightly and pinched her hair: "Is my appearance frightening you? Sorry," she bowed slightly to him: "Thank you."

The lady turned aside to leave. Xu Yan looked at her hair and said, "I'm not scared." The lady turned to look at him. Xu Yan said, "I'm a doctor. I've seen many people like you. If I were scared, I would be unworthy of my profession."

She smiled happily: "So you are a doctor, hello, my name is Sunny."

“Is your native language Chinese?”

"Yeah, I grew up there after all. You haven't told me your name yet."

"Huo Ting."

Sunny was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Which two words?"

"The 'chole' in cholera means 'family'."

"Huo Ting," she nodded as she read: "good name."

Xu Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," Sunny said with a smile, "I just think it's good. By the way, what were you writing just now?"

"nothing."

Sunny looked at him and blinked: "Don't you want to communicate with me?"

Xu Yan smiled and said, "Didn't you come to chat with me?"

This topic would go into a loop. Sunny put his hands behind his back and asked, "Why did you come to this country?"

"What about you?"

"I was brought here by someone who said that my illness could be cured. I came here to be cured. I also want to have black hair, black eyebrows, and black eyelashes like you. I also want my skin not to be so white."

Xu Yan looked at her, paused for a moment and said, "You are healthy and not sick."

"But my hair..."

"This is not caused by illness, so there is no need for treatment."

It can’t be cured either…

Sunny stared at him blankly, then smiled like her name: "You are really nice. It's nice to chat with you, but you still won't tell me what you were writing just now?"

“This is my personal privacy.”

"Okay, then I won't ask anymore," Sunny waved at him, "I'm going home now, we'll see each other again if we're lucky."

"Goodbye."

This was a very brief exchange, and Xu Yan didn't even know what the point of this person chatting with him was. But because of him, he stopped having wild thoughts.

Xu Yan asked Huo Ting to pick him up, he wanted to go back.

Huo Ting just started playing, and now he doesn't want to go back at all.

Xu Yan took out the glass bottle that Yu Xiaoan gave him from his pocket. He shook the glass bottle in his hand, and the white powder in the bottle shook: "I want to study this upgraded version as soon as possible."

"Okay, where are you?"

Xu Yan told the address of his location, then hung up the phone and waited for Huo Ting to pick him up.

He placed the glass bottle in the palm of his hand, looked at the powder in the glass bottle, and thought of the lady who had just spoken to him, but only thought of her white hair.

Sunny returned to her place, a very clean room with simple furnishings, a bed, a bedside table, and a wardrobe, all filled with identical white clothes. The warm apricot color she was wearing was the only colorful piece of clothing.

As soon as she came in, a lady who looked to be in her forties with black hair mixed with a few silver strands came in.

And this lady is Mrs. Xu.

She still came in with a tray containing blood collection tubes and several test tubes.

"Do you want to draw blood again?"

"Where did you just go?"

They are familiar with the way of chatting by changing the topic. They are really worthy of being mother and son. Xu Yan must have learned his way of speaking from her.

"I went to the street and wanted to eat some cake, so I bought a piece and ate it on the way here."

Mrs. Xu still drew her blood. The sugar in the cake would affect the blood data, but those were not the data she wanted, so no matter what Sunny ate, it would not have any effect.

"When can I be restored to my original self?"

"It's not recoverable yet," Mrs. Xu said the most ruthless words in a gentle tone: "Although you are a volunteer, we paid you, and we also agreed at the time that you will bear the consequences yourself."

"But you also want to research the antidote, right? If you do, you will be legendary in this country, no, in this world. No matter which country's history it is, you will be included in it."

This sentence obviously made Mrs. Xu feel a little more satisfied: "It's still in the research stage. I will contact you as soon as there is any news."

She left with four tubes of blood.

Sunny fell onto the bed, lying with his arms outstretched, looking at the ceiling which was as white as himself, and at the glowing light bulbs. Just as he looked at it, he saw darkness in his eyes.

Her hair used to be this color, so now she is sick.