Chapter 898: Mysterious Organization (2)

The woman recovered from the excitement of drawing blood, patted Jing Zhi's pale face with her cold hands, and smiled softly and beautifully: "Of course, when did Auntie lie to you? As long as you are obedient, not only Your brother can come to see you, and so can your parents!"

Jing Zhi nodded happily: "Okay, I'm obedient!"

In fact, even if he is not obedient, these people still have a way to be obedient.

Jing Zhi didn't know how long he had been trapped in this hospital—he thought it was a hospital, but he didn't know that the four people in white coats were not doctors. He had been forcibly kept in the hospital since he woke up Here, they are tied up every day, their blood is drawn, and various fluids are transfused into their bodies.

Some liquids made him feel like he was dying, and his whole body would feel like a needle prick. Some liquids would make him hallucinate, always feeling that he had gone home and was chasing after his brother to talk.

He resisted in horror, but it was useless at all. The result of his resistance was just being beaten severely, and then a tube of blood was drained.

He was very smart, and he learned to behave immediately, without any resistance, and let them manipulate him.

He didn't know how he came to the hospital, and it was a very strange hospital, which was very different from the Mu's Hospital where his father worked, and the doctors there also made him feel terrified.

However, he grew up with Jing Tianyuan. Even though he was only nine years old, he knew that the current situation was very strange-his blood was very special. The virus poisoned others to death, but now, these people took his blood without any scruples.

He had a strong sense of repulsion towards the people here, but he was smart enough not to show it. He just used the most childish tone to look for his father, his mother, and his brother.

A tall male doctor said to the other three people in English: "Don't smoke too much, we won't have such a good specimen for research after he died! What an amazing body, these little viruses, even With such power, they are completely different from those viruses we have cultivated before! Perfect! This child must live!"

The other three nodded in agreement, looking at Jing Zhi as if they were looking at a piece of gleaming gold.

Jing Zhi was a little hairy from their stares, and asked the woman who could speak Chinese weakly, "Auntie, what was he talking about just now?"

The woman smiled and said: "He is saying, let us do our best to cure your illness!"

Jing Zhi let out an "oh", and then closed his eyes wearily.

His little face was full of painful expressions, but there was a chill in his heart.

He can understand English!

He knew exactly what the man was talking about!

specimen?

He is a human, how could he be a specimen?

He only knew that in the school classroom, the biology teacher taught them to make butterflies and plants into specimens. When did they use a living person as a specimen?

The few of them rarely spoke in front of him, and today was the time when they talked the most.

Who are these people? They are obviously foreigners. Now, is he not in City A? In the hospitals in city A, there are very few foreign doctors.

As time passed day by day, Jing Zhi felt that he spent a lot of time sleeping, but very little time awake.

His memory is slowly disappearing, but he still persistently remembers his brother, and asks the doctor "when will my brother come?" every day.

Half a month later, his perseverance paid off.

The doctor actually found his brother!

Jing Zhi was overjoyed, he kept crying and crying with joy, his brother really came to see him! He even forgot the severe pain on his body!

However, he soon discovered something was wrong.

The appearance and temperament of the visitor were very similar to Jing Rui's, but the breath was wrong!

Jingzhi's fiery heart was poured with a basin of ice water. He didn't give up, and asked with trembling lips: "Brother, I'm cold, can you pour me a cup of hot water?"

"Jing Rui" gave him a cold look, didn't speak, and didn't pour hot water for him, thinking that Jing Zhi was just air.

Jing Zhi's heart sank completely.

This is not brother!

Although he has exactly the same appearance as his elder brother, although his demeanor and temperament are very similar to Jing Rui, and he has even imitated Jing Rui's coldness and reticence to ten percent, but Jing Zhi can detect it with just one sentence. The person in front of me is not Jing Rui!

Jing Rui never paid any attention to his words, but Jing Rui would go to the hospital to see him every two years for a blood change. Every time he said he was cold and needed hot water, Jing Rui would definitely pour water for him!

Jing Zhi was too disappointed and terrified, and his body was too weak, he passed out soon.

The doctors only thought that Jing Zhi fainted from excitement, and they didn't take it seriously.

If it wasn't for appeasing Jing Zhi and preventing him from dying from being too disappointed, and in order for him to survive, they would not have gone to great lengths to find a person who was very similar to Jing Rui and give him the most sophisticated Human skin mask, but also bother to cultivate his cold temperament!

However, now it seems that Jing Zhi should have recognized this fake brother. In the future, he can let this person spend more time with Jing Zhi, so that he can feel better and live longer so that they can do research.

They thought that they had successfully fooled Jing Zhi, but they forgot that the virus in Jing Zhi's body gave him many powerful abilities, one of which was the extraordinary sense of smell.

A person's appearance may be pretended to be very similar to another person, and his words and deeds can also be imitated, but the breath cannot be imitated.

The continuous injection of drugs into the body made Jing Zhi forget some things, but some things will never be forgotten.

...

In England, Jingrui finished his day's study of aristocratic etiquette, slowly walked out of the ancient and solemn palace, and walked along a quaint street to his residence.

The evening glow shone on the clean and tidy road, lengthening Jing Rui's shadow, making him look lonely and melancholy.

Jing Zhi disappeared.

No matter how hard the family tried, they couldn't find him. He seemed to have disappeared from the world.

He doesn't want to learn etiquette here, he wants to go to Jingzhi with his father.

A sharp scream broke the tranquility of the evening. Jing Rui looked up and saw a little girl about ten years old running desperately towards him.

She was covered in blood, and the two men in black chased after her, and the distance was rapidly closing.

Seeing Jing Rui, the little girl threw herself at the only person on this ancient street, "Brother, why did you come here? They want to kill me, so save me!"