My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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The woman recovered from the excitement of drawing blood and patted Jing Zhi’s pale face with cold hands, smiling softly and beautifully: "Of course, when is aunt Deceived you? As long as you obediently obey, not only your brother can come to see you, but your parents can come too!"

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

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

Jing Zhi didn’t know how long he had been trapped in this hospital-he thought it was a hospital, and he didn’t know that the four people in white coats were not doctors. He had been forced to stay since he woke up Here, every day is bound, blood is drawn, and then various fluids in the body are infused.

Some liquids make him worse than life, and the whole body will be as painful as a needle stick. Some liquids will make him hallucinate. He always feels that he has returned home and is chasing his brother.

He had frightened to resist, but unfortunately it was useless. The result of his resistance was that he was beaten fiercely, and then a tube of blood was drawn.

He was very smart, and he immediately learned well, no longer resisting, and left them at his mercy.

He didn't know how he came to the hospital, and it was a very strange hospital. It was very different from the Mu hospital where his father worked. The doctors inside made him feel terrified.

However, he grew up with Jingtianyuan, even if he was only nine years old, he knew that the situation is very strange now-his blood is very special, from small to large, he does not even dare to touch others, fearing his body 'S virus poisoned others, but now, these people have taken away his blood without any care.

He had a strong sense of rejection of the people here, but he was clever and did not show it. He just used the most childish tone to find his father, his mother and his brother.

A tall male doctor said to the other three humans in English: "Don’t smoke too much, we will not have such a good specimen to study when he dies! What an amazing body, these little viruses, even With such great power, they are completely different from the viruses we cultivated before! Perfect! This child must live!"

The other three nodded in favor, looking at Jing Zhi's eyes, as if looking at a piece of glittering gold.

Jing Zhi's eyes were a little hairy, and some weakly asked the Chinese-speaking woman: "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 "Oh," then closed his eyes tiredly.

His small face was all painful, but his heart was cold.

He can understand English!

He knew exactly what the man was talking about!

specimen?

He is human, how could it be a specimen?

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

A few of them rarely spoke in front of him. Today is the most talked about.

Who are these people? They are obviously all foreigners. Now, is he no longer in city A? There are few foreign doctors in the hospitals of city A.

As time passed, Jing Zhi felt that he had been sleeping for a long time, and that he was rarely 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, he persevered to see results.

The doctor actually found his brother!

Jing Zhi was overjoyed, he cried and cried happily, his brother really came to see him! He forgot even the severe pain in his body!

However, he soon discovered something was wrong.

The appearance and temperament of the coming person are very similar to Jing Rui, but the breath is wrong!

Jing Zhi's fiery heart was poured into a pot of ice water. He didn't give up, and his lips trembled and asked, "Brother, I'm cold. Will you pour me a cup of hot water?"

"Jing Rui" gave him a cold look, did not speak, nor did he pour hot water for him, all when Jing Zhi was air.

Jing Zhi's heart sank completely.

This is not brother!

Although he has exactly the same appearance as his brother, although his appearance is very similar to Jing Rui, he even learned about Jing Rui's cold and non-talking problems, but Jing Zhi tried it out with only one sentence. The person in front of me is not Jing Rui!

Jing Rui never really ignored his words, but Jing Rui would go to the hospital to see him every two years. Every time he said it was cold and he had to drink hot water, Jing Rui would definitely pour him water!

Jing Zhi was too disappointed and too frightened, and his body was too weak, and soon fainted.

The doctors thought that Jing Zhi was so excited that she fainted, and did not take it too seriously.

If it were not to appease Jingzhi, not to let him die because he was too disappointed, in order to let him survive, they would not rush to find someone very similar to Jing Rui's body and make him the most sophisticated. Human skin mask, but also bother to cultivate his cold temperament!

However, it seems that Jing Zhi should recognize this fake elder brother. In the future, this person can accompany Jing Zhi more, so that he can feel better and live longer, so that they can do research.

They thought that they had successfully deceived 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 that of another person, and words and deeds can also be imitated, but there is no way to imitate the breath.

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

...

In England, Jing Rui finished a day of noble etiquette study, slowly walked out of the ancient and solemn palace, and walked along a quaint street to his residence.

Evening glow shone on the clean and tidy road, and stretched Jing Rui's shadow, making him appear lonely and melancholy.

Jing Zhi is missing.

No matter how hard the family could find him, he seemed to have evaporated from the world.

He didn't want to learn any etiquette here, he wanted 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 behind her, and the distance was rapidly narrowing.

The little girl saw Jing Rui, regardless of rushing to the only person on this ancient street: "Brother, why are you here, they want to kill me, please help me!"