As he left, Jian Rui turned to Jian Wei, voice low. "He was tormented in a lab for years. Don't you think this will mess him up?"
Jian Wei didn't answer right away. He didn't have an answer for him. He could only watch Yu Xi closely during the process, monitor every shift, every reaction, and hope he could ease the burden if it became too much.
Lady Seraphyne's voice cut through the silence, calm but commanding. "If it goes too far, you must stop. Even if he says it's fine."
Jian Wei nodded solemnly. "Yes."
The weight of responsibility settled over him like a second skin. He had the formula, the tools, the theory, but what he didn't have was certainty. And Yu Xi was walking straight into the unknown
Yu Xi lay on the medical table, the straps snug around his wrists and ankles, holding him in place. Floating screens hovered above and around him, displaying his vitals in glowing streams of data. There was his heart rate, neural activity and psychic field fluctuations.
