The next day, He Yu had a meeting and left early.

When Xie Qingcheng woke up, he was alone on the bed. He sat up and coughed, feeling heavy and tired.

The side effects of Serum No. 2 were slowly subsided, but he still felt very uncomfortable, he got up, put on his bathrobe, and sat by the bed for a while before slowly standing up, I went to the tea table and poured a cup of hot tea, and took out a thermometer.

37 degrees 9…

Xie Qingcheng sighed, although he cleaned up correctly, but unfortunately his health was so bad that he still had a fever.

The dream last night was very good, and it was a bit real.

Xie Qingcheng thought about the young man in the dream, and these things on Mandela Island, and gradually fell asleep again tiredly.

He thought it was He Yu who came back, so he opened his eyes.

The person in front of him made him startled.

Standing in front of him, unexpectedly—

It was the girl who disappeared from the crew a long time ago!

At that time, there was a murder case in the crew, and the police have been tracking it down. Although Huang Zhilong was finally subdued, the whereabouts of the two missing staff members in the crew have been unknown.

Xie Qingcheng did not expect to meet her here!

What I didn't expect was that this girl didn't know him at all. Her eyes were straight, just like those mental patients in Chengkang Mental Hospital. When Xie Qingcheng woke up, she didn't either Any reaction, he is still keeping his head down and tidying up the room, his movements are stiff and mechanical.

She cleaned the trash in the room, put fresh fruit on the coffee table as usual, and then came to Xie Qingcheng's bed, her big eyes turned to him absentmindedly.

"Hello, I'm here to change the sheets. Can I change them?"

Xie Qingcheng: "...you don't know me?"

The girl repeated numbly, "I'm here to change the sheets. Can I change them?"

Xie Qingcheng stared into her eyes, and at that moment, he suddenly recalled the first time he saw this little girl.

It was in the hotel of the crew at that time, the little girl brought him a bouquet of flowers, and a youthful and energetic face was full of smiles.

"Professor Xie." She was so enthusiastic, her eyes were full of sparkling light, "Welcome to the group! You can come to me at any time if you need anything in the future, my name is—"

What is her name?

Xie Qingcheng tried to think about it again, but unfortunately still can't remember it.

He was not always easy to remember other people's names, but those most brilliant smiles left a deep impression in his heart.

And this girl who smiled like a spring flower at the time seemed to have only one skin left. If it wasn't for her still breathing, Xie Qingcheng would simply feel that she was already a corpse.

The girl repeated: "I'm here to change the sheets. Can I change them?"

She doesn't seem to stop until she gets an answer.

Xie Qingcheng had to stand up so that she could successfully complete what she was doing. Like a well-trained hotel waiter, the girl neatly changed the bedding and left the bedroom without looking back.

After she left, the more Xie Qingcheng thought about what Mandela did, the more disgusting and creepy he felt, coupled with the fever and weakness, he endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back, went to the sink I vomited a while ago.

The whole afternoon burned and vomited, and the fever gradually increased. After vomiting for the last time, he propped up the counter, washed his face, and paused for a while, but he couldn't slow down and walked back, instead, he slowly fell into a blur.

When He Yu came back, he saw Xie Qingcheng fainted beside the sink.

He was taken aback, ran over to pick him up, and said, "Xie Qingcheng?"

blood color.

He hurriedly carried the person to the bed and called the doctor on the island to bring antipyretics.

Xie Qing was vaguely fed by He Yu, and then fell into a feverish drowsiness.

"..." He Yu raised his hand and stroked his hair, feeling very flustered. He didn't know if it was because he went too far last night, which caused Xie Qingcheng to be like this today.

The person wrapped in the quilt closed his eyes tightly, his dark eyelashes and pale lips became the only color on this face.

He Yu lay down on the bed and hugged him.

Xie Qingcheng is so resolute that many people admire him.

But He Yu thinks why he has become so fragile, he just wants to hold him and have him.

After last night, He Yu really wanted to kill Chen slow. He even pressed the button on the second basement floor of the private elevator after the meeting.

That's where prisoners are held.

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But he still didn't step out of the car in the end. It was because of Xie Qingcheng that he wanted to kill, but it was precisely because of Xie Qingcheng that he tried his best to persecute Xie Qingcheng. Let go of this crazy idea.

Although the idea is so demagogic, his plan is so seamless, as long as Chen slow dies... who knows who killed it?

But...

He thought of the way Xie Qing presented his hand to him.

If there is Chen Wan's blood in his palm, Xie Qingcheng will really never find it?

If Xie Qingcheng found out, would he still extend his hand to him...

He was standing in the elevator at that time, looking at his dark military uniform and gloomy face in the car mirror.

He finally pressed the up button of the elevator and left the icy underground.

Don't kill...

He said to the face in the mirror over and over again, because the morbidity was buried so deeply that even his pupils were bewitching.

Don't kill.

Don't do anything that makes everything irreparable...

Finally escaped and left that place.

"Brother Xie, it's alright." At this moment, He Yu hugged him, as if he wanted to use his body temperature to make Xie Qingcheng feel better, but in his whispers, it seemed that he also felt sorry for himself It's a blessing to be able to hug Xie Qingcheng without blood, "It's alright... nothing happened..."

"Sleep well, I'm back, I won't go out today. With me here with you, nothing will happen. Go to sleep..."

Fever reducers are very effective.

At night, Xie Qingcheng's illness subsided.

He frowned, and when he woke up, he found himself in He Yu's arms, sweating all over.

“How do I…

”

"Awake?" He Yu raised his hand and touched his forehead, "You had a fever and passed out, do you remember?"

“…”

When he said this, Xie Qingcheng remembered.

"I saw a person, she came to change the sheets..." Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and rubbed his face, muttering, "Like the living dead, I knew him before. It's the staff member who once disappeared from the crew."

His voice was hoarse and his eyes were still a little slack: "What's the matter..."

Seeing him like this, He Yu suddenly understood that Xie Qingcheng was stimulated by an acquaintance.

Although Xie Qing is very weak, the appearance of that girl has become his heart disease.

He Yu handed him a glass of water: "Don't be in such a hurry, drink something first."

Xie Qingcheng took a sip.

He Yu stared at him and said, "Drink."

“…”

When Xie Qingcheng drank all the water, He Yucai said, "She is the test body on the island."

“…what was she tested on?”

"Many, most of the people on the island were abducted by Huang Zhilong when he opened an entertainment company. In the early years, the investigation methods were not strong, and they abducted many teenagers, especially girls, because Duan Cuizhen is more She is satisfied that women are her subordinates. But as the police's case handling methods become more advanced, it becomes more and more difficult for Duan Cuizhen to obtain living people. So she will use these young people repeatedly and do various experiments. In the end, just like this girl, when her spirit was completely destroyed, the researcher implanted an instruction chip in her brain. Although she was still alive, she no longer had her own consciousness and would be used as a coolie, or Surgery to transform a person. Another girl missing from the crew did the same thing."

Xie Qingcheng: "They...are not all saved?"

"Impossible." He Yu said, "The brain has been operated on, and there is no self-awareness."

Xie Qingcheng was silent, and after a while, he asked: "The Lu Yuzhu we met in Qingli County is also such a person?"

"It's almost the same situation." He Yu said, "That is a clone of Lu Yuzhu. After Huang Zhilong's side became more and more difficult to get people, Duan Cuizhen began to think of other ways. So she turned her attention to cloning technology. Mandela has made many attempts in the past ten years, and finally found that although other people's replicas can be done, it is difficult to survive and grow, and it is even more difficult to be trained. Lu Yuzhu's genes are very suitable."

Xie Qingcheng remembered the chance encounter with Duan Wen that Lu Yuzhu told them when he was in the radio and television tower.

He suddenly shuddered: "Could it be that Duan Wen rescued Lu Yuzhu because he predicted that Lu Yuzhu's genes had her particularity in some way? And wait until they analyzed all of her genes. After the genome, in order to prevent other similar organizations from discovering her, they simply made her a victim when the radio and television tower exploded...?"

"He didn't say it." He Yu said, "But I think so. Duan Wen has never been a philanthropist."

Xie Qingcheng couldn't help coughing again.

I don't know if he thinks these things are too horrific, or because his body is too bad, Xie Qingcheng suddenly felt a strong sense of nausea and dizziness in front of him.

Like a needle pierced his load that had been filled to the limit, Xie Qingcheng suddenly pushed He Yu away, don't turn away, he wanted to hide, wanted to suppress, but in the end it all became His body burst into revenge - he was propped on the edge of the bed, coughing violently, but he couldn't restrain himself...

In the end, Xie Qingcheng ran to the bathroom and vomited.

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After a while, the bathroom door opened behind him.

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng, who was washing his pale face in front of the counter, walked over, stood behind him, and put on a bathrobe for him.

Xie Qingcheng raised his head, his eyes were red and slightly moist because he was too uncomfortable.

He glanced at He Yu in the mirror, water droplets dripped from his eyebrows, Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes: "Thank you."

He Yu then wrapped him in a bathrobe and hugged him.

"What the **** is wrong with you, why do you vomit like this."

"I don't **** know, maybe what Mandela did is really disgusting." Xie Qingcheng took another handful of water and washed his face, "This is not Fever reaction."

"Then I'll just ask the doctor tomorrow..."

"No." Xie Qingcheng took a breath, and he felt better after he spit it out, he said in a very soft voice, "This is Mandela Island, not only these doctors, we must pay attention to , pay attention to diet and daily life.”

After a pause, he said, "I'm a doctor myself, don't worry, I know what I know, it's fine."

The specific condition of Xie Qingcheng has always been known to only a few people, and it is a secret that is strictly guarded. Even when he was treated in the United States, everyone's acquiescence was that he was too weak to recuperate, and he used a lot of fake medical records. The failure of multiple organs in his body was also covered up in order to prevent those with ulterior motives from finding clues.

He Yu was watched too closely at that time, he dared not pay too much attention to Xie Qingcheng, so that now he knew that Xie Qingcheng was ill, but he still didn't know the situation has been very serious.

Under such circumstances, Xie Qingcheng was of course more vigilant, especially after He Yu told himself the story of Duan Cuizhen yesterday, he became more and more careful.

He Yu was concerned but confused, and immediately reacted: "Okay. Then I won't say it."

Can't help but say: "But you..."

"It may be a special reaction after the effect of No. 2 serum is about to end." Xie Qing said, "Observe it for two days."

He Yu hummed, but after a while, he seemed to suddenly realize something, his almond eyes widened slightly, and whispered: "...Xie Qingcheng."

"Huh?" Xie Qingcheng looked at people in the mirror.

"..." He Yu's face turned pale and red: "You said...you said it would be No. 2...that kind of..."

"Which?" Because the fever had just subsided and he had just vomited, Xie Qingcheng's face was very unsightly, which made his aura a little scary when he looked over.

He Yu's voice became lighter, but his hand stroked Xie Qing's flat abdomen.

"Just...will it make you...have...the possibility..."

"Which is possible?" Xie Qingcheng still didn't turn around.

He Yu hesitated for a moment, and said in his ear: "Just in case it allows you to have children..."

“…”

Xie Qingcheng was so angry that he almost vomited again, and after coughing for a long time, he recovered: "Are you crazy, He Yu? —”

"I'm a **** man! And even if it's a woman, she wouldn't vomit when she went to bed yesterday, you're twenty-three, and you should have some common sense in this regard!"

He Yu said: "Of course I know, but this No. 2 serum..."

"I forbid you to mention this No. 2 serum in front of me!"

…

You mentioned it first.

But when He Yu saw that his face was so pale and ugly, what else would he say, he quickly comforted him and thanked his brother a few words, and coaxed his brother to lie down on the bed.

This night, Xie Qingcheng was also depressed in his heart. He had a fever.

The fact that you are pregnant is so ridiculous that it is completely impossible.

But why?

Why did this reaction happen after he had **** with He Yu? Is this some kind of special pathological reaction...

After all, it is still a puzzle.

He Yu wanted to hold him to sleep again at night, but he did not agree.

"I'm not used to being held."

After all, which big man likes to be held in his arms to sleep? Especially thinking that He Yu actually thought he could have a child with him last night, Xie Qingcheng was even more reluctant.

He Yu was very considerate at this time, he didn't mind opening his hand: "Then brother, hold me to sleep."

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

After two days of rest, Xie Qingcheng's condition gradually stabilized.

But the inexplicable vomiting is still mild.

He Yu saw that he had slept more peacefully this day, and the fever was no longer repeated. He finally felt relieved, left the suite in the early morning, and went to the laboratory on time as usual.

On a lunch break, he suddenly thought of something, after a little thought, he walked to the commodity supply downstairs...