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- Soon the hot pot was sent outside the laboratory.
¡°Do you want to go in?¡± The staff carrying the hot pot was hesitant because the place was extremely dirty and smelly.
"Come in." A staff member from the two foreign offices said.
Just at the door, the two staff members exchanged blame with each other for a while. Before they could decide who should go in, the door to the laboratory was opened from the inside.
"Hot pot?" Yang Zongbao poked his head out of the door with a disheveled face.
"Huh? Yes." The staff nodded.
¡°Is there beef?¡± Yang Zongbao asked.
"Yes." The staff nodded hurriedly.
"Then come in." Yang Zongbao gave way to the aisle.
The staff hesitated for a moment and then walked into the laboratory.
Although wearing a mask, the smell in the laboratory is still unbearable.
"Put it here." George, who was sleeping, was awakened by the scent. He jumped up from the sofa and rushed to the table. Without hesitation, he swept all the information on the table to the floor to make room for the hot pot. Out of position.
The staff member was confused for a moment. He really didn¡¯t expect these people to have such a strong desire for food.
"Put it down" George felt like he had never eaten anything in his life, and he was very eager for the hot pot in the hands of the staff. Why does it smell so good? Why is the color so beautiful?
"Oh." The staff put down the hot pot and ran out immediately: "No, no need. I've eaten."
"What do you think?" George couldn't wait to tear open the disposable sanitary chopsticks and launch an offensive towards the hot pot.
"Wait" Yang Zongbao waved his hand, temporarily stopping George's movement. Then he found a few bottles of medicine among the pile of bottles and jars, broke the caps of the bottles, and poured all the liquid inside into the hot pot.
"Isn't this necessary?" George was dumbfounded.
"Don't say it's not necessary. You didn't see the way you looked at this hot pot" Yang Zongbao did not stop his movements because of George's words: "I don't want to waste time giving you detoxification."
"Ah!" George thought about it carefully and felt that Yang Zongbao was right. He really couldn't control his emotions just now.
Seeing that George was depressed, Yang Zongbao comforted him: "I'm not much better than you. Believe me, when I saw the hot pot just now, I almost wanted to swallow the pot together."
"How long can we hold on?" George hesitated, holding up his chopsticks.
"Let's live for now." Yang Zongbao picked up a piece of beef and said, "If you don't eat it, you'll get old." After saying that, he put a piece of beef into his mouth. I have to say that even with the addition of some other seasonings, the taste is still top-notch.
"You are always so indifferent." Yang Zongbao has taken the lead, and George has no reason not to eat.
"Do you want to eat the ice girl?" Yang Zongbao asked the ice girl who had been sitting on the side since a few days ago.
After waiting for a long time, the ice girl still had no reaction. Yang Zongbao gave up persuasion. In the past few days, Ice Girl has basically not eaten except for drinking some distilled water made in the laboratory.
The food was very good, and I was instantly wiped out after a pot of hotpot.
George patted his protruding belly: "What should we do about our drug addiction?"
"What else can we do?" Yang Zongbao smiled: "Live first, and then quit. Don't you want to eat? It's just Rukawa Kangcheng who poisoned our meals."
"What should I do if I can't quit?" George was worried. Because he had seen too many examples of failed drug detoxification, and the pain of detoxification was vivid in his mind, it made him a little worried about the future.
¡°I¡¯ve thought about it, it¡¯s as painful as chopping off hands and feet. Besides, we didn¡¯t feel any euphoria, so it should be bearable.¡± Yang Zongbao is very optimistic.
"I hope so." George still couldn't relax.
Yang Zongbao frowned and suddenly said, "Take off your clothes."
"Huh?" George didn't hear clearly.
"Take off your clothes." Yang Zongbao emphasized.
Knowing that he couldn¡¯t resist Yang Zongbao, George took off his clothes.
Although the air conditioner was turned on, countless goosebumps arose on the naked skin the moment the air was released.
Yang Zongbao also took off his clothes without hesitation, revealing his muscular upper body.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s skin is relatively fair for Easterners, but it is still very different from George, who is a Westerner. Yang Zongbao is much darker than George.
Yang Zongbao suddenly felt a kind of happiness. He turned out to be more of a man.
But before Yang Zongbao could be happy for a long time, George spoke: "Take off your clothes"?What to do? "George didn't think that Yang Zongbao suddenly became interested in his naked body.
"Do you remember this wound?" Yang Zongbao asked, pointing to a scar as big as a palm on George's chest.
"Remember" George replied with some pain.
The scar is on the left breast and a little below the head. George still remembers that the skin in that area was pulled out alive because it was in bad taste.
In that hospital, there were very few young boys with red lips and white teeth like George when he was a child. In addition, there were very few women. George¡¯s life was not so pleasant before he met Yang Zongbao. One day, when George was taken to a remote place by several patients and stripped naked, he thought he just needed to empty his mind and endure it as usual. But I didn't expect that the patients were different from usual. One of them bit the flesh on George's ribs and tore it off with force
Now when he thinks about his experience at that time, George still trembles all over. That kind of sharp pain cannot be expressed in words
"Does it hurt?" Yang Zongbao knew what kind of memories he aroused in George.
George stared at Yang Zongbao, ignoring his body.
At that time, George was desperate and just hoped that he would fall into coma quickly and die immediately Suddenly the man who bit him and wanted to tear him into pieces fell on top of him. The heavy body hit George's stomach, causing him to retching
"You're so useless!" A girl with red hair appeared next to George's head and said jokingly.
"He is very useful." A thin oriental boy with black hair appeared behind the man holding an iron rod. The iron rod in the boy's hand was still stained with blood.
"It's up to you, what about the remaining two people?" The red-haired girl playfully stuck out her tongue at the boy.
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Without any extra words, the boy answered the girl¡¯s question with an iron rod.
¡°Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk¡¡± The girl pursed her lips, not knowing whether it was praise or disapproval.
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"It won't be more painful than that time, right?" After George recalled it, it seemed that the pain was nothing.
"It should be about the same. Look at memost of the wounds on you and me were from that time." Yang Zongbao himself was also covered in scars.
¡°The worst case scenario is that we have to do it all over again.¡± George also relaxed.
¡°Let nature take its course, and the rest will be settled later.¡± Yang Zongbao smiled and put on his clothes again.
"I took off my clothes to remind me of the pain, but what about you? Why did you take off your clothes?" George began to put on his clothes one by one.
"In order not to make you shy." Yang Zongbao answered naturally.
"I'm going to bed." George climbed back on the sofa.
Yang Zongbao also went to sleep.
The laboratory is very quiet.
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"Boss, will you continue to administer medicine tomorrow?"
"continue."
Ruchuan. Kangcheng just felt frustrated. It is very simple to kill Yang Zongbao next year, but it cannot be killed for various reasons. This made him very unhappy. This unhappiness directly affected his life, and he had to rely on more blood and blood to stimulate his sexual and interest. Looking at Yang Zongbao and others on the screen, Rukuan Kangcheng no longer regarded them as chess pieces that could be manipulated at will.
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"Doctor Yang, get up, get up, look at Laboratory No. 3." Yang Zongbao was woken up from his light sleep.
"What?" Yang Zongbao was quite angry when he got up.
"Laboratory No. 3, the corpse you breathed on has undergone a corpse transformation." A researcher from Country R said politely although he was anxious.
"Oh." Yang Zongbao didn't think it was a big deal.
"Please go and have a look." The researcher's tone was urgent.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t embarrass others too much and sat obediently in front of the screen.
There was a reaction on the monitor in Laboratory No. 3. Heart rate, blood pressure are all there. The corpse looked ferocious, but Yang Zongbao didn't think it was an expression of autonomy. Maybe it's just out of necessity. After all, there are bacteria that control facial muscles to make expressions, and those bacteria don't have human aesthetics.
"Is the ECG monitoring that was played to us real?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Yes." The researcher received the instruction and told Yang Zongbao and the others the truth without hiding anything.
"Interesting." Yang Zongbao nodded: "You can go out first."
"Okay sir." The researcher walked out of the laboratory.
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"Yang, what is your luck?" George also got up and came to Yang Zongbao's side.
"I have a bad feeling." Yang Zongbao looked at the screen, always feeling that something was about to happen.
"How to control that zombie." George thought about his words.
"Zombie, what a name. In the ancient days of the Celestial Dynasty, it seemed that there were heavenly masters who used spells to control zombies. I don't know how the R Congress would control them." Yang Zongbao whistled: "You must know that this result is very different from what they expected. They The expectation is that the dead will be resurrected by the hand of God. But now Abe has not come out for a long time, don¡¯t you think their actions are too aggressive at this time.¡±
"You mean the scholar's house arrest?" George lit a cigarette: "If there is no result this time, I wonder how they will end up?"
"Huh? I don't know." Yang Zongbao said irresponsibly.
"I don't see any hope in this matter." George was not joking.
"Who knows? Whether it is resurrecting the dead or raising corpses, humans are not supposed to master it. The only result that humans want to master is to reap the consequences. I have a hunch that we will be able to escape soon."
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"Yang, your hunch is bad." George laughed as he sat in the transfer car.
"Mistake, mistake" Yang Zongbao didn't care.
After the corpse in Laboratory No. 3 turned into a zombie, Yang Zongbao and the others were immediately put into the car, not knowing where they were going to be transferred. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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