Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

The test results showed that Wu Ziyue's cells were more active due to his emotional fluctuations. This level of activity was unheard of.

The proliferation rate far exceeded that of cancer cells, but it did not cause any damage to Wu Ziyue's body.

"The world is so big that nothing is impossible. The imagination is so big that it is inevitable."

Ding Yi was amazed and put ten tubes of fresh blood into different instruments one by one.

"Ding ding ding!" The instrument alarm sounded. Overwhelmed, Ding Yi hurried over and found that an unknown substance was detected in Wu Ziyue's blood.

Shut down the instrument to prevent it from exploding.

In order to find out what happened to Wu Ziyue's body, it is not enough to rely on the things in the basement alone. Ding Yi recalled that in Guan Zhenqing's memory, the Wu family once acquired a medical institution that was on the verge of bankruptcy.

After the acquisition, the Wu family did not take it seriously. After all, the reason they acquired it was to conceal their son's tracks.

I remember that there were several researchers there who were paid a fixed salary every month. It was hard to find a job, especially for people like them. It was extremely difficult to get into other institutions of the same size, and others would also be wary of you trying to steal their skills.

They don't want to lower their standards and go to other small institutions, where they would be constrained by people who are not as good as them.

Since they couldn't get a high position or a low position, they might as well stay in the original organization and make some small achievements for the boss every year. To be on the safe side, the Wu family did not fire them, but let them slack off.

Ding Yi took Wu Ziyue off the operating table and started beating him up, punching him hard on the flesh. Wu Ziyue screamed, curled up his body, and hugged his head.

After beating him, Ding Yi threw a set of clothes on him and said, "Put them on quickly, or I'll beat you up."

For two days, Wu Ziyue had not had a drop of water. His lips were cracked and his face was pale. He staggered to his feet, put on his clothes with trembling hands and feet, and did not dare to look at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi folded his hands, watching his embarrassment with interest. Wu Ziyue lowered his head, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, raised his head, looked at Ding Yi pitifully, and asked: "Can you give me something to eat?"

His face was pitifully pale, with delicate features. He sat on the ground, looking up at a 45-degree angle, with a hint of melancholy.

The expression of grievance and indifference at the same time does not make people feel abrupt, but rather more tempting.

The fist is hard.

Ding Yi swung his fist, and as Wu Ziyue was horrified, his fist stopped at the tip of his nose.

"Put away your dirty little thoughts. I won't buy it. Be good, or I will go against my principle of not beating you to death."

The back of his hand slapped Wu Ziyue's face hard, and his fair skin turned from pale to pale.

Ding Yi threw a piece of bread to Wu Ziyue, and after carefully selecting it in the space, he finally picked out the worst one. It would be a pity to throw it away, so he threw it to Wu Ziyue.

The noble eldest master of the Wu family, now the head of the Wu Family Group, should have never eaten such low-quality bread.

Wu Ziyue stared at the crumpled piece of bread and couldn't bring himself to eat it.

Ding Yi never spoiled him, "I'll give you ten minutes to solve your physiological problem. You can choose to escape, just try." If you don't try, how will you know despair.

During the two days, Ding Yi did not stay in the basement all the time. He used the gadgets brought back from the interstellar era to upgrade the security of the villa, not only to guard against people outside, but also against people inside.

As long as Wu Zi got within one meter of the villa's outer wall, he would be identified and tied up in place until Ding Yi arrived.

The control over the villa's surveillance is in Ding Yi's hands. The more Wu Zi wants to escape, the easier it is for him to do so, unless he turns into ashes and blows away with the wind.

During the ten minutes of uncontrollable time, Wu Ziyue was very moved. His bangs covered his forehead, blocking the faint light in his eyes.

After stuffing big mouthfuls of cheap bread into his mouth and finishing it, Wu Ziyue got up and went to the bathroom.

Ding Yi sat on the sofa in the hall, holding a tablet in his hand, playing a game, the most difficult human-computer Go game, 10 wins and 0 losses. He stretched with satisfaction, stood up, and walked leisurely towards the door of the villa.

Hate rich people.

Such a big villa is actually one person's private property. Damn capital. If you are bolder, you can even call it a manor.

After walking for five or six minutes, Ding Yi saw Wu Ziyue tied up and hanging upside down. He looked up and asked jokingly, "Why, the view up there is so good?"

The more Wu Zi struggled, the tighter the ropes on his body became. The ropes were made of neither gold nor hemp, and were unlike any other material he had ever seen.

With horror in his eyes, Wu Ziyue begged for mercy: "Put me down, I will be obedient."

"Listen to the barking of a dog."

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"So good!"

Ding Yi laughed loudly and snapped his fingers, and Wu Ziyue fell to the ground. As soon as he landed, Ding Yi grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head.

"Remember, don't do me my my, you have to call me master and call yourself slave, understand?"

Wu Ziyue couldn't help shaking, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes, Master, I understand."

At this moment, Wu Ziyue's mind was screaming wildly: "She is not a human, or not from this world. She is a mountain spirit or a ghost. Why does she want to occupy Guan Zhenqing's body?"

Wu Ziyue thought about exterminating monsters and demons. At the same time, he hated Guan Zhenqing for giving up his body and letting him suffer such an insult.

I went through all the people I knew in my mind, but didn't find anyone with any skills.

Without waiting for him to dig deeper into his memory, Ding Yi picked up Wu Ziyue and walked towards the garage.

Everywhere you look, you see luxury cars.

He picked one at random, stuffed Wu Ziyue into the passenger seat, then jumped into the driver's seat himself, forcibly cracked the binding, forced the ignition, stepped on the accelerator, and the car shot off.

Wu Ziyue's head hit the front, causing a slight redness and swelling. He hurriedly fastened his seat belt with a resentful look in his eyes, but he didn't dare to complain.

The villa passed a winding mountain road before reaching the main road in the city. Wu Ziyue thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

Ding Yi replied: "Can you handle it?" He had a look of disdain on his face and his voice was cold.

Wu Ziyue shut up, not daring to speak, and roared in his heart: "Where did this monster come from? Ah - ah - ah - it's killing me."

Soon, Ding Yi ran through red lights all the way. After counting about a dozen red lights, he finally arrived at the agreed place.

She could tell where Wu Ziyue's things were at a glance. Now, she was holding a share transfer document, and the person she had an appointment with was Lawyer Guo, the Wu family's exclusive lawyer and the head of the Wu family Group's legal department.

Lawyer Guo looked at Guan Zhenqing walking in front of him inexplicably, with a blank expression on his face. Wu Ziyue followed behind, winking at him frantically.

Lawyer Guo was about to ask a question when Ding Yi gave him a light look. Lawyer Guo shuddered for no reason. His years of experience told him that if he continued to provoke this girl, the consequences would be serious.

He turned his head slightly, pretending not to understand what Wu Ziyue meant.

"Snapped!"

A document appeared in front of the three people. Ding Yi folded his hands and said coldly, "Sign it. Hurry up. I'm in a hurry."