Chapter 898: The mysterious organization (2)
Chapter 898: The mysterious organization (2)
The woman recovered from the excitement of drawing his blood. She patted Jing Zhi's pale face with her cold hands and smiled gently."Of course, when have I ever lied to you? As long as you're obedient, not only can your brother come to see you, but your parents can also come!"
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll be good!" Jing Zhi nodded happily.
In fact, even if he didn't listen, these people would still have a way to listen.
Jing Zhi didn't know how long he had been trapped in this hospital. He thought that this was a hospital and had no idea that the four people in white coats were not doctors. He had been forced to stay here ever since he woke up. He was tied up every day, had his blood drawn, and transfused with all kinds of liquids.
Some of the liquids made him wish he was dead, and his whole body hurt like he was being pricked by needles. Some of the liquids made him hallucinate, and he always felt that he was home and talking to his brother.
He tried to resist in fear, but it was useless. The result of his resistance was that he was beaten up and a tube of blood was drawn.
He was very smart and immediately learned to be obedient. He no longer resisted and allowed them to do as they pleased.
He didn't know why he was in the hospital, and it was a very strange hospital. It was very different from family MU's Hospital where his father worked, and the doctors here made him feel scared.
But he had grown up with Jing Tianyuan. Even though he was only nine years old, he knew that the situation was very strange. His blood was very special. He had never dared to touch anyone since he was a child, for fear that the virus in his body would kill them. But now, these people had taken his blood without any hesitation.
He had a strong sense of rejection towards the people here, but he was smart enough not to show it. He only used the most childish tone to look for his father, mother, and brother.
A tall male doctor said to the other three in English,""Don't draw too much. If he dies, we won't have such a good specimen for research! What an amazing body! These small viruses actually have such great power. They're completely different from the viruses we cultivated before! It was perfect! This child must Live!"
The other three nodded in agreement. They looked at Jing Zhi as if he was a piece of shining gold.
Jing Zhi felt his hair stand on end under their stares. He asked the woman who could speak Chinese in a weak voice,""Auntie, what did he say just now?"
"He's saying that we must do our best to cure your illness!"The woman said with a smile.
"Oh," Jing Zhi replied, then closed his eyes tiredly.
His little face was filled with pain, but his heart was cold.
He could understand English!
He knew very well what the man was talking about!
Specimen?
He was a human, how could he be a specimen?
He only knew that in school, his biology teacher had taught him how to make specimens of butterflies and plants. When did he make a living person into a specimen?
They rarely spoke in front of him, and today was the day they spoke the most.
Who were these people? They were obviously foreigners. Was he no longer in A city? There were very few foreign doctors in the hospitals of A city.
As the days went by, Jing Zhi felt that he was asleep more than awake.
His memory was slowly fading away, but he was still obsessed with his brother. Every day, he would ask the doctor when his brother would come.
Half a month later, his perseverance finally bore fruit.
The doctor had actually found his brother!
Jing Zhi was overjoyed. He cried in joy. His brother really came to see him! He had even forgotten the intense pain in his body!
However, he soon realized that something was wrong.
The man's appearance and temperament were very similar to Jing Rui 's, but his aura was not right.
Jing Zhi's burning heart was doused with a bucket of cold water, but he didn't give up. His lips trembled as he asked,"Brother, I'm cold. Can you get me a cup of hot water?"
"Jing Rui" looked at him coldly and said nothing. He did not pour him a cup of hot water, as if Jing Zhi was just air.
Jing Zhi's heart sank.
This wasn't her brother!
Although he looked exactly like his brother, and his temperament was very similar to Jing Rui 's, and he had even learned Jing Rui's cold and quiet habits, Jing Zhi only needed one sentence to find out that the person in front of him was not Jing Rui.
Jing Rui did not usually respond to him, but he would go to the hospital to visit him during the blood transfusion every two years. Every time he said that he was cold and wanted to drink hot water, Jing Rui would get him some water.
Jing Zhi was too disappointed, too scared, and too weak to take it. He passed out very quickly.
The doctors thought Jing Zhi had passed out from excitement and didn't think much of it.
If it were not for the fact that they wanted to comfort Jing Zhi and prevent him from dying out of disappointment, they would not have gone to such great lengths to find a man who looked very similar to Jing Rui, make him the best skin mask, and even put in so much effort to cultivate his cold temperament.
But now it seemed that Jing Zhi had accepted this fake brother. He could let this man keep Jing Zhi company in the future so that he would be in a better mood and live longer, so that they could do more research.
They had thought that they had successfully fooled Jing Zhi, but they had forgotten that the virus in Jing Zhi's body had given him many powerful abilities, one of which was his extraordinary sense of smell.
A person's appearance might be able to be very similar to another person 's, and their words and actions could also be imitated, but the aura could not be imitated.
The endless supply of medicine made Jing Zhi forget some things, but there were some things that he would never forget.
……
United Kingdom, Jing Rui had finished a day of studying the etiquette of the nobles. He slowly walked out of the ancient and solemn Palace and walked along an ancient Street to his residence.
The sunset cast a long shadow on the clean road, making Jing Rui look lonely and sad.
Jing Zhi had gone missing.
No matter how hard his family tried, they could not find him. It was as if he had disappeared from the world.
He didn't want to stay here to learn etiquette. He wanted to go with his father to find Jing Zhi.
A shrill scream broke the silence of the evening. Jing Rui looked up and saw a little girl of about ten years old running towards him.
She was covered in blood. The two men in Black were chasing after her, and the distance between them was rapidly closing.
When the little girl saw Jing Rui, she rushed to the only person on the old Street.""Brother, why are you so late? they want to kill me, save me!"