"You said only you and Gu Chen's mother survived. How can I save more people?" Song Fan remained still, quietly staring at Old Mr. Brown.
She knew about the human experiments Jason had conducted and thought about the people on the deserted island, her gaze turning cold. If all this hadn't been authorized by Old Mr. Brown, no one would have dared to do such things.
He didn't want to save people; he wanted to use others' lives to find a cure and save his own.
Old Mr. Brown chuckled lightly and rolled up his sleeve, revealing a forearm covered with needle marks. "You don't think the drug dealers experimented on us just for fun, do you? I'm barely surviving on other medications. This poison has harmed many people. Giving you the Tango Fruit was in hopes you could develop a cure and prevent more deaths."
