Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The Caneves Mountains are located at a high altitude and are covered with snow all year round.

There is no one at the bottom of the mountain, and at a glance, there is only a six-story laboratory building above Pingchuan.

Various medical instruments are placed in the laboratory on the top floor. The elongated experimental platform is in the middle, and there is a man lying on the platform, male, his eyes closed and his age is unknown.

Various tubes were inserted into his body, and electrode patches were attached to his chest, hands, and forehead. The other end of the lead wire was connected to an electrocardiogram monitor and an electric shock meter.

A man and a woman stood on both sides of the experimental platform, one for measurement and one for record.

"blood pressure."

"The systolic blood pressure is 90, the diastolic blood pressure is 60."

"body temperature."

"32."

"pulse."

"70."

"Breathe."

"34."

At this time, the nearby instrument sounded an alarm.

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

One after another, short and hurried.

Both the electrocardiogram and brain waves are changing rapidly at this time.

"Dr. Xiao," Daria is a PhD in biological cytology, she put down the record form, "the patient may be waking up."

At this moment, the patient on the experimental bench suddenly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, the patient is awake!"

The man standing by the instrument shouting excitedly is Xiao Yi's junior, Bruce, who specializes in genetic medicine.

A video camera was placed directly opposite the experimental platform. Xiao Yi was wearing a mask and half of his face was in the mirror. His eyes were burning and he couldn't wait.

Daria is asking about the patient's status.

"Patient, how are you feeling now?"

"Can you hear me?"

"If you can hear it, please blink."

"patient."

"patient!"

The man on the test bench blinked.

Strictly speaking, a man is not a patient, but a dying experimenter. The patient gown has a number on his chest, his number 049.

"It succeeded." Xiao Yi's eyes were red, "I succeeded."

Alive.

The blood of 011 brought the dying to life.

Xiao Yi was ecstatic, the blue veins on his neck bulging.

Suddenly, the pupils of the man on the test bench dilated and he sat up abruptly. He opened his mouth wide, took a breath, and lay back again.

Bruce glanced at the electrocardiograph: "Dr. Xiao, the patient is abnormal."

The man's muscles cramped and his whole body twitched.

"The body temperature has dropped to 26 degrees."

"Blood oxygen saturation is decreasing."

"The brain wave frequency is 30, and there is a beta wave."

Bruce's speech was fast, and Daria's recording speed couldn't keep up for a while.

"Step aside."

Xiao Yi pushed the two of them away, took the syringe, and injected the medicine from the ampoule into the patient's vein. The electroconvulsive device had just started——

"Dr. Xiao, the pulse is gone." Maybe it's commonplace, Bruce's expression is very numb, and he glances at the time, "The time of death is—"

"How could he die?" Xiao Yi shook his head, his pupils were red, "No, it's impossible!"

How could the experiment fail?

No, he cannot fail.

He picked up the electrode plate of the defibrillator, adjusted the current to the maximum, and pressed it on the man's chest. The super current immediately bounced him out, he applied conductive paste and discharged again.

His eyes were red, and his forehead burst into blue veins, but his electrocardiogram did not move.

"Dr. Xiao," Daria regretted, "The patient's heartbeat has stopped and the experiment failed."

He and his team have done countless experiments on the use of genetic powers in medical treatment. Before, they used Xiao Yunsheng’s blood samples, but this time it was different. The experimental sample was replaced by Zhou Xufang. She was from genetic power. Generation variants.

But why is it still not working?

Xiao Yi muttered to herself: "Why did it fail?"

The two doctors Daria and Bruce looked at each other, and neither had an answer.

"Dispose of the body."

After Xiao Yi finished speaking, he walked out of the camera lens, went to the side, and opened the curtain. Behind the curtain is another experimental platform, on which Zhou Xufang is lying, his hands and feet tied up, sleeping.

Xiao Yi stared at her and muttered to herself: "Which link went wrong?"

why not? Her blood clearly has superhuman regeneration and self-healing power. Why has Xiao Yunsheng never copied it again afterwards? Which link is wrong? Is it an inducing condition? Or the amount of blood transfusion?

At this time, a man in an isolation suit came in from outside.

"Doctor."

"Say."

The man reported: "Master Xiao Zhi has returned to Pullman, with Jiang Zhi."

They actually joined hands.

Xiao Yi took off the plastic gloves and made a call: "Cooperate with me?"

On the other end of the phone was a woman's voice: "Why should I cooperate with a traitor of you?"

"Because we have a common enemy."

It has been three hours since Jiang Zhi arrived in Pullman. His people, Su Qinghou's people, were all dispatched. Pullman is just this big, and it won’t take long to dig three feet into the ground. But Jiang Zhi can’t wait any longer. The more panicked he waited, the more afraid he waited, he knew that Xiao Yi would not hurt Zhou Xufang's life, and he still couldn't calm down.

"Master Xiao Zhi," Kun came back from outside, "the address is found."

"Where?"

"Caneves."

Caneves is not far from Pullman's Chinatown.

Jiang Zhi sat opposite Su Qinghou and asked, "Is Xiao Yi's wife there?" His face turned pale, the corners of his lips were bitten, and his color was red.

Ah Kun shook his head: "His wife is in the nursing home on Tongqing Island."

Jiang Zhi couldn't wait, and left immediately: "I'm going to Caneves, you go to Tongqing Island."

Su Qinghou stretched his long legs forward, blocking his way, the same sentence: "I'm going to Caneves, you go to Tongqing Island."

If it weren’t for Zhou Xufang’s life or death, Jiang Zhi might really explode the dog’s head. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. His fingers were about to smash his palm: "Zhou Xufang is my fiancee."

Su Qinghou got up and walked out: "Is this your attitude of asking for help?"

At this time, he is still fighting.

Jiang Zhi was going crazy and couldn't bear it: "Su Qinghou!"

"It's called Master Xiao Zhi."

While the two refused to yield to each other, they both accelerated their pace tacitly.

The car was outside, and he wanted to act immediately. Brother Xiong made a suggestion: "Why don't you two guess the box?"

Jiang Zhi got into the car, Pullman was already in the autumn, and his forehead was sweaty: "No need."

Su Qinghou got in another car: "Am I a three-year-old child?"

Brother Xiong said quickly: "Rock-paper-scissors--"

The next second, Jiang Zhi's hand stretched out from the car window, out of the rock, and Su Qinghou out of scissors.

Brother Xiong: "..."

Obviously, his eyebrows are burning, why does he want to laugh so much.

"Our second youngest is going to Caneves, Xiao Zhiye, you go to Tongqing Island." After Brother Xiong finished speaking, he quickly got into Jiang Zhi's car.

After Jiang Zhi urged the main driver to drive, he said to Su Qinghou: "Contact me immediately if there is any situation."

Su Qinghou closed the window, reluctantly: "Yeah."