"Ye Lin, if you want to change your destiny, then follow my advice..."

Fang Xing's pair of thin eyes that could see through the past and present life made my scalp numb.

"With my help, not only can you save your lover's life, but you can also turn defeat into victory in an extremely unfavorable situation..."

Hey, listen to this, Fang Xin wanted to help me deal with Ai Shuqiao. He not only knew that the squad leader had sent me a confession text message, but also knew about the tangled relationship between Ai Shuqiao and I. How did he do it? Is he really super? ability.

No, my dad is a university lecturer in space physics. Our family subscribes to "Scientific American" every month, so we have already become "Scientific Chinese". We are a scientific family and never believe in ghosts and monsters. Fang Xin must have What kind of deception was used?

I was struggling with how to see through Fang Xin's tricks, when two people walked quickly from the rear of the car, but they were male nurses from the mental hospital who had arrested Fang Xin once.

"Crazy Fang, you're here." One of the male nurses said, "You've been so mysterious lately that the guards at our mental hospital have been fooled into calling you 'Master'."

"Come back with us quickly. You haven't taken your medicine since this morning. If you run away again, the director will reduce your family visit opportunities."

Fang Xin sighed slightly, but seemed not surprised that two nurses came to the door.

"People in this era are really rude..."

Just like last time, Fang Xin looked calm and was held up by two male nurses without any resistance. After the subway arrived at the station, he was dragged off the train, which caused a lot of discussion among the passengers who wanted to get on the train.

"Ye Lin, come to me as soon as possible, otherwise you will lose your last chance to change your destiny..."

When I saw a mental patient wearing a hospital gown talking to me sitting on the bench, the new passengers on the bus all murmured inwardly, thinking that I might be Fang Xin's patient who had just been discharged from the hospital, so they all deliberately stayed away.

Until the end of the day, I couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

Fang Xin could call me by my name when he first met me, but now that human flesh search is so developed, that doesn't mean much.

As for the family tragedy of Ai Shuqiao and Amy, it is not necessarily impossible to know. Su Qiao knows about it, Dr. Yu knows about it, and the early head of Tianmu Starlight Media Co., Ltd., Fu Shijian knows about it. This matter...

I even suspected that Fang Xin was also a subordinate sent by Ai Shuqiao to interfere with my normal thinking, but he revealed his intention to help me fight against Ai Shuqiao, which was unpredictable.

The most difficult thing to explain is how Fang Xin knew that the squad leader had sent me a confession text message and also knew the content of the text message.

In fact, I am not 100% sure whether the content of the text messages mentioned by Fang Xin is true or false.

The best way now is to confirm with the squad leader whether this is the text message she sent me, so as not to be deceived by Fang Xin.

I took out my cell phone and wanted to talk to the monitor, but I hesitated.

What should I say? I said straight to the point that I already knew the content of the text message, and then asked: "Squad leader, didn't you say you would marry me when I came back alive? But the Demon of Justice didn't keep his word. I'm so disappointed."

First of all, the content of the text message may not be true. If Fang Xin was lying to me, the squad leader would definitely despise me and make me lose face.

Secondly, after I was rescued, the squad leader impatiently deleted this text message, which meant that she regretted her promise. Even if she really lost control of her emotions and sent a text message to promise to marry me, it was obviously a lack of A rational decision.

Nowadays, there are so many people who get engaged and then regret their marriage. I can't just pester the squad leader because she sent such a text message and let her be responsible for me.

After much hesitation, I decided to take it slow before talking.

Fang Xin is right, my priority now is to rescue Amy from Ai Shuqiao's control, and to do this, I must first cure my heart disease.

So at nine o'clock the next morning, I went to the VIP building of Qingzi Academy as scheduled to receive Dr. Yu's routine physical examination, and to see if there were any promising results in the mice treated with alcohol.

When I walked into the infirmary, Dr. Yu was looking at the three cages of white mice on the experimental table in a daze, holding their chins in confusion.

"Dr. Yu, you are on a blind date." I joked, "If you look at the mice like this, does that mean the experiment failed? Alcohol did not cure their viral heart disease."

These mice were injected with my blood extract, so they suffered from viral heart disease like me. Dr. Yu’s senior brother said that excessive drinking can cure heart disease. Fortunately, I was not anxious to test it myself, but let Yu The doctor first used mice.

Dr. Yu's hair was a little messy and his stubble looked like it hadn't been cleaned for two days. He seemed to have just seen me.

"Hey, Ye Lin, when did you come? Since you're here, come and see these little white mice with me. They're really interesting..."

The white mice are divided into three cages, with 5 mice in each cage. Except for the nose, paws, and tail, which are pink, the rest of the mice are as white as a doctor's white coat.

Dr. Yu said: "Cage A is the experimental group, which is mainly treated with alcohol after contracting viral heart disease. Cage B is the control group, which is not treated with any treatment after contracting viral heart disease. Cage C The cage is a normal guinea pig, which I use for shock comparison."

"Frightening comparison." I wondered, "What is that."

Dr. Yu pushed up his Google monocle, "The main symptom of your viral heart disease is tachycardia. For mice, frightening them to induce heart disease is the most convenient way."

"Oh." I nodded, "It turns out that the mice in cage C are used to evaluate the degree of fright. If they are frightened to death, it means that the mice in cages A and B did not die of heart disease."

"Yes, I used cats to scare them at first, but the effect was not good because these mice were bred in a closed environment and may not know cats..."

"What about dogs? How about Obama?" I suggested. "I heard that some dogs just like to catch mice and meddle in other people's business."

A wry smile appeared on Dr. Yu's lips, with a "Don't mention it" expression on his face.

"Not only did Obama not bark at these mice, he also licked them with his tongue across the cage. If I don't stop them, they will become inter-species sworn brothers."

"These little white mice are too courageous. They are not afraid of cats and dogs. How can we use tigers?"

"You don't need a tiger." Dr. Yu shrugged, "Just use a mouse."

"Hey, if we use an ordinary gray mouse, will the white mouse be afraid of the house mouse? What is the reason for this?"

"It's either a house mouse or another white mouse..." Dr. Yu smiled mysteriously and made a "cutting" motion with his hand.

It turns out that it is "killing the rat to show the rat". If a white rat is killed by breaking its neck in public, and other animals are injured, other white rats should also feel scared no matter how much they stay.

"Then, is alcohol therapy effective or ineffective?"

"It's strange." Dr. Yu frowned again.

"What's so weird about it? Tell me quickly. I'm so worried."

Dr. Yu pointed to the treatment group in cage A. Among the five mice, two were dizzy, staggering, and sometimes even stood on their two hind feet, as if they were drunk and about to fight drunken fists.

"The viruses in these two white mice were killed by alcohol, but their own brains were also permanently damaged by alcohol. In layman's terms, they became brain-dead..."

Your sister, what kind of cheating treatment method is this? If you have a brain disability, it is worse than a heart disease. Even Li Shizhen said in "Compendium of Materia Medica" that "there is no cure for brain disability." Even if it becomes a physical disability, it is still better than a brain disability. Times.

I found that apart from the two drunken boxing mice, the other three mice were relatively stable in mood. Maybe they were the family members of the mice that were executed. Under normal circumstances, the emotions of the family members are easy to stabilize.

"Dr. Yu, do these three drink less? Have their viral heart disease been cured?"

"The dose of alcohol they received is the same as that of the other two." Dr. Yu said, "It's just that the amount of alcohol consumed by these three is larger. They may be the leaders among the white mice."

It turns out that if the family members were not the leaders, then I would feel much less guilty. Please continue to experiment with them.

"Not all the viruses in their bodies have been eliminated, but they have been reduced to a level that will not harm the heart." Dr. Yu's brows still did not relax. "The test proved that alcohol is effective, but..."

"Nothing." I suddenly became optimistic. "Although drinking too much can cause brain damage, the cure rate for viral heart disease is 100%. If we continue the experiment, it should be easy to determine the correct dose and then cure me." Bar."

Dr. Yu hesitated and did not speak.

I pointed to cages B and C, "And none of the mice in the control group died, which shows that viral heart disease is not as scary as imagined, and no mice in group C were scared to death. , Dr. Yu, is it that your method of public execution is not cruel enough, or is it that the mice are all insensitive people, and a Zhou rat man needs to be awakened to wake them up..."

Dr. Yu finally replied: "No, my method of execution is extremely cruel. I also pulled out the spine directly. The mice you see are just the ones that survived. They were frightened to the point of having a heart attack, or were frightened directly. The number of dead white mice is more than 10 times that here."

I can't help but wonder what the radical animal protectionists would think if they knew that Dr. Yu was conducting cruel experiments on rats here, and whether they would burn down the VIP building.

"Then... what is the cure rate? If alcohol treatment is not carried out, what is the mortality rate if you are frightened after getting sick?"

Dr. Yu frowned, "Can becoming mentally disabled be considered a cure?"

"Of course not. I don't want Amy to have a mentally retarded brother. I don't want to become an idiot and be raised by her on the balcony."

"If you don't count the brain damage, the cure rate using alcohol therapy is only 15%. If you count the brain damage, the cure rate is as high as 80%."

Damn it, what alcohol therapy is, it’s basically brain damage therapy, okay? Dr. Yu, don’t stop me, I’m going to bite your senior brother to death and let him come to China. If he dares to come, I’ll bite him to death.
Chapter completed!