Caleb was obviously stunned by her words. It seemed that he had never considered the suggestion before. He broke into a frown and asked, "Would you be able to cure me?"
Caleb had multiple personality disorder. Bluntly put, he had schizophrenia.
Nora had indeed cured someone of it before.
She nodded. "Yeah, I can."
Caleb stayed quiet for a long while before he finally asked, "To what extent can it be cured?"
Nora thought for a while and then answered, "If nothing goes wrong, I can stop Trueman from ever appearing again."
Caleb fell silent.
He heaved a small sigh and said, "In that case, we can't do that yet."
"Why?"
Nora asked in surprise.
A resigned Caleb replied, "Because only Trueman knows where the V16 is. So far, I haven't found any info about the V16."
Nora nodded. "Don't worry about that. Mental illnesses are not something that can be cured overnight. It takes time. I can get started on the preparations for you first."
After Caleb nodded, he sighed again and said, "Actually, it doesn't really matter if I get it cured or not."
He cast his eyes down and said, "When I get the V16,1 will give it to Xander. I won't be using it myself. When Xander gets the last remaining V16,1 will die. So it doesn't matter if it is cured or not. And if the three of us cannot outwit Trueman, he will become very strong when he injects himself with the V16. By then, I'm afraid you won't be able to treat me anymore."
Nora was about to persuade him to accept the medical treatment when Caleb said, "But we can still try having it treated. For now, it's good enough as long as I can show up more often and occupy the body for a longer time. This way, it'll also be convenient for me to look for clues."
Nora breathed a sigh of relief. "Yeah."
After a while, the new chef that Harry had found brought them the meal prepared for Xander. Xander glanced at Caleb and started digging in obediently.
Xander seemed exceptionally distant toward Caleb.
Nora thought about it for a moment. Xander had feelings for Trueman instead of Caleb. Just as a touch of hesitation flashed across her eyes, Caleb said, "Trueman doesn't let me anywhere near Xander, for fear that I will take him away. So, all these years, he has been the one taking care of Xander."
Then, Caleb smiled and added, "But it's not true that we haven't had any contact with each other at all either. Xander, do you remember how you insisted on asking for medical books when you were four years old?"
Xander paused for a moment, then he raised his head and looked at him. "How did you know that?"
When he was four, many of the animals around him had died. Xander wanted to save them, but Trueman had said with a sneer, "You? Saving people is what doctors do! What does it have to do with you?"
Xander had retorted at the time, "Then I will become a doctor! Daddy, teach me how to become a doctor!"
When Trueman heard this, he thought of something and sneered, "I hate doctors the most! You can't study medicine!"
In the past, throwing a tantrum had worked whenever Xander wanted something. This time, however, no matter how much he begged, Trueman simply didn't agree. He said, "Who do you think your little animals went to? And who do you think operated on them? You can be anything you want except a doctor!"
The executioners in the mysterious organization were all professionals and doctors who, in the name of scientific research, had long since forgotten their basic moral boundaries as human beings.
Moreover, all those people around Trueman—almost one thousand of them—who had died while he was growing up had not been given proper burials but were dissected by the doctors instead.
In fact... Some who weren't even dead had also been taken away for live human experiments.
It was a very cruel reality.
Dissecting the human body and observing the probability of people surviving various situations that challenged human limits were the best ways to understand the structure and limits of the human body.
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