Page 104 of Seduced by an Irresistible Lady
“No,” Dr Frederick shouted to him.
What is wrong with Frank today?
Mister Frank went to the other table and brought the small injection with a covered needle. Dr Frederick looked at the small amount of fluid in the syringe. That tiny fluid was the physical manifestation of all his work for the past four years.
Adrenaline.
That’s what he’d called it.
“I pray this works,” he said.
He pushed the syringe gently into the chest of the monkey, making sure to put it towards the left and between the ribcage bones. When he was sure the needle was nestled in the whimpering animal’s heart, Dr Frederick pushed the piston, pumping the hormone into the monkey’s heart. He removed his needle once he was sure the tube was empty.
The monkey’s chest muscles spasmed just as he removed the needle. Dr Frederick laughed. He placed his tube listener on the monkey’s chest, and the heartbeat was racing. Dr Frederick smiled. He was delighted, that was exactly the reaction he was expecting. He placed his ears close to the animal’s mouth and heard a ragged, hoarse sound from its open mouth. He pushed the animal’s eyelids open and observed that the eyes still remained the same.
“Write this, Frank.”
“The infusion of adrenaline into the animal’s circulatory has triggered an instant reaction. The heart rate of the monkey is incredible as if under intense physical exertions. The pupils and eye colour remain the same.”
Dr Frederick watched the monkey open its mouth but no sound came out. The poison was still in its system, and while it was in the process of shutting down the animal’s organs, the action of adrenaline was giving the animal a fighting chance. The monkey would still die when the short-term effects of the hormone had passed.
But my aim is achieved. Patients struggling for their lives have another chance at life. Dying patients can be revived.
Dr Frederick was not interested in seeing the animal die. He had kept it and observed it for over a week now.
Let Frank deal with it.
Dr Frederick shook his head at his hypocrisy but still walked away.
“Frank, please watch it till it dies. Then dispose properly of its body. Please dispose it where scavenging animals cannot get to it. It has poison in its bloodstream. Any scavenger that feeds on it dies.”
Mister Frank nodded and folded his arms across his chest. He looked downwards, away from the dying monkey. It was not a palatable business for him either.
Good.
Dr Frederick walked to the sink and washed his hands. There was a greasy feel on them, he wasn’t sure from what. Dr Frederick hoped it wasn’t from the skin of the monkey although that was the most likely source. He bent under the sink and saw the small pan where the soap was. Picking up the bar of soap, he rubbed it on his wet hand till he was sure he had enough on before rising to wash his hands in the sink. The greasy feel was gone now.
When Dr Frederick turned back, he saw that Mister Frank still had his eyes away from the monkey.
“How are you to know when it dies if you aren’t observing it?” he asked.
Mister Frank managed to raise his eyes to his master. That was the only response he could muster. Dr Frederick shook his head.
“A quick reminder that you have to indicate it’s time of death so we would know how long it took it to die from when the poison was introduced. I want to know if the time span is increased by the action of adrenaline. I expect it to be and will be disappointed if it isn’t.”
“Well, there’s no chance of disappointment then,” Mister Frank said, looking at Dr Frederick.
Dr Frederick didn’t understand.
“No chance?”
“Yes sir, that amount of poison spends roughly twenty minutes before it kills the test subject,” Mister Frank said.
Dr Frederick smiled.
Frank still has a lot of training to do.
He walked to his dresser and placed his hand on the back of his neck. He pressed into it and turned his dresser’s head to the dying monkey. The monkey’s chest was rising and falling more slowly than before. Dr Frederick was sure the heart rate had dropped a bit.
