A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 437 These Are All......

Chapter 437: Chapter 437 These Are All......

Meanwhile,

at the Immortal headquarters base.

Fu Weizhi received the news that Shen Yanhe had woken up.

His assistant handed him a cup of poured tea and asked, "Boss, would you like to meet with her?"

Fu Weizhi took the tea and sipped it, smiling faintly, "I haven’t met this daughter-in-law yet, it’s about time I did."

The assistant nodded, took out a pager, and instructed the people on the other side to bring her over.

At that time, in the room where Shen Yanhe was,

She had just finished taking her medicine, enduring the pain of bone fractures as she prepared to lie back in bed to recuperate when the door was pushed open from the outside.

Shen Yanhe’s eyes slightly opened, her gaze towards the door holding a hint of sharpness.

At the doorway stood a young woman wearing a white lab coat, a high ponytail, and glasses.

Shen Yanhe remained calm and silent, locking eyes with He Wenna.

He Wenna’s face showed no expression; she raised her hand and waved, "Put her on the wheelchair."

Two men in white lab coats and white surgical masks came from behind her.

They approached Shen Yanhe with a wheelchair, one supporting her upper body and the other her lower body, and placed her onto the wheelchair.

Shen Yanhe, enduring the pain, furrowed her brows, her cold gaze turning towards He Wenna, "Where are you taking me?"

"The Boss wants to see you," He Wenna said flatly.

After saying this, she did not speak to Shen Yanhe again and turned to walk outside.

Two young men pushed Shen Yanhe and followed her.

Shen Yanhe frowned deeply, feeling a slight heaviness over her heart, her mind racing with thoughts.

The leader of the Immortal organization wants to see her?

Why?

While Shen Yanhe was contemplating, a sudden scream rang out.

"Ahhhhhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Shen Yanhe suddenly came back to her senses. She looked up only to realize that she was passing through a corridor-like area.

On either side of the corridor, there were several transparent rooms.

These rooms housed people of all ages and genders.

Some of them were lying on the ground, breaths weak.

Others stood in the corners, talking to themselves.

Others sat on beds, staring gloomily outside.

The most terrifying part was that these people all bore bizarre abnormalities—some had green-tinged eyes, others were covered with dense, tiny blood pores.

Some were covered in hair that reached the floor, others had skin as pale as paper and also boasted double pupils.

Shen Yanhe’s pupils dilated, her blood seemed to run cold, and her limbs felt somewhat chilly.

She opened her mouth, her voice struggling out, "These... people? What is going on?"

He Wenna glanced at her, emotionlessly uttering three words: "Test subjects."

Even though she had previously obtained vague news from Scorpion, it was not as shocking as seeing it with her own eyes.

Shen Yanhe’s breath suddenly grew heavier, an uncontrollable wave of anger surged within her, "Have you gone mad? To dare use humans for experiments!"

"Why shouldn’t we? On the path of scientific advancement, sacrifices are always needed," He Wenna said indifferently, not caring at all about her anger.

"It is their honor that these test subjects could contribute to extending human lifespans in the future."

Shen Yanhe laughed bitterly, "Honor? Would you want this honor for yourself?"

Her eyes held a mocking tone as she said, "You are a human yourself. Why don’t you use the experiment on your own body? Sacrifice yourself for scientific research, then wouldn’t you be the one humanity is grateful to in the future?"

"My genes are not suitable," He Wenna said indifferently. "If they were, why not contribute to science?"

Shen Yanhe felt her anger flare up even more at her words. She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed her rage, and said no more.

She had understood that there was no use in saying anything more to these mad scientists; they lived in their own world.

The scolding and curses from outsiders didn’t bother them in the slightest.

Shen Yanhe silently watched those who were locked up like livestock, those being researched, her eyes deep.

The only way to hurt them was to destroy their experimental results.

She didn’t speak, but He Wenna opened up: "Don’t look down on these subjects because they are ugly. In fact, they have several more years of life than humans."

"They just live in more pain, but at least they are alive. Some people who are seriously ill wish to live but can’t."

Shen Yanhe scoffed and didn’t respond but asked, "Did you create all these test subjects?"

Then, what role did Shen Zhong play in this?

Was he also conducting experiments on humans?

"We don’t have that capability," He Wenna shook her head. "These subjects were left by Dr. D."

"Dr. D spent his entire life pursuing a way to make humans live longer. These people are the semi-finished products he came up with after numerous experiments."

He Wenna did not mention the fate of the failed experimental subjects.

Shen Yanhe could guess: surely, they were not alive.

Shen Yanhe was silent for a few seconds, clenched her fist that rested on her leg, and asked with a rough voice, "Did Shen Zhong participate in the human experimentation?"

He Wenna looked at Shen Yanhe strangely, seemingly puzzled as to why she knew the name Shen Zhong.

But she didn’t ask further, only answering faintly, "Everyone in this laboratory, more or less, has a few human lives on their hands."

Shen Yanhe closed her eyes, unable to articulate the feeling inside her heart.

For the rest of the journey, Shen Yanhe remained silent, and most of the talking was done by He Wenna.

He Wenna only wasted her breath talking so much with Shen Yanhe to intimidate her, to rid her of any thoughts of escaping.

That continued until they passed by the room where Subject 001 was located.

Shen Yanhe silently turned her head to look.

At that moment, right beside her on the glass, someone was lying.

A disheveled woman was lying on the glass, her features squeezed together by the glass, large, distinct black and white eyes staring straight at her.

Shen Yanhe, who usually had excellent mental fortitude, was startled by this scene.

He Wenna frowned slightly, knocked on the glass wall, "Go back to bed and sleep."

The woman lying on the glass watched Shen Yanhe for a while, then slowly moved back.

Her features, originally squished on the glass, returned to their normal appearance, yet her gaze remained fixed on Shen Yanhe without shifting.

Just as Shen Yanhe recovered, she saw the woman sitting on the ground inside the glass wall, her face somewhat familiar.

Shen Yanhe’s face showed some astonishment.

This face... how much it resembled Lu Jing?

Suddenly, a ludicrous thought surged in Shen Yanhe’s mind.

Could it be...

She is Lu Jing’s mother?

Shen Yanhe’s heart turned tumultuous, and even as she was pushed away, she couldn’t help but look back at her several times.

The young woman still watched Shen Yanhe, her eyes flickering with something as she was gradually pushed farther away.

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