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"These individual variables need to be eliminated as soon as possible, in order to avoid the impact of surgical errors on the objectivity of the experiment itself." Kawei waved his hand, "so you need to cut ten voles according to the surgical mode just now, and take

It’s used as a comparison, and it must be done by you in person!”

"What? More ten more?"

"Don't make a fuss," said Kavey. "This time I only go into the abdomen, and I won't really cut off the adrenaline, just to do it."

"So is this the so-called control group?"

"Yes, you've finally gotten it."

Kavi walked forward with a smile and stopped Savalin who wanted to sew the last stitch: "Don't sew the last stitch first."

"What's wrong?"

"You will complete the next surgery, so there should be no shadow of Torre, no matter the control group or the experimental group." Kawei took the adrenal glands soaked in normal saline from the side, "This is the real one.

Controlled experiment.”

“Then it.”

Savalin seemed to have seen the ending of Torre. In fact, after Kavi said "waiting for death", he was already mentally prepared. Although the person around him was a little cold-blooded, his understanding and talent for medicine were someone else.

Unmatchable.

But after doing so many experiments, he also knew very well that it would be lucky for the voles in the cage to die in their sleep.

However, the direction of the matter was beyond his expectations again. Kavi did not seem to be humane to deal with Torre: "Forget it, just treat it as a material to show you the surgical process, so let's keep it with you.

Not long after we leave the body, let's plant it again."
Chapter completed!