Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

Maybe one day, two days, or even longer.

Finally, the door in sight opened.

From the door, many people wearing sterile clothes walked in one after another. I think they should be doctors or something.

Through a mask, I could clearly see the faces of these people.

Whites, blacks, both.

I sighed slightly in my heart, it seems that I still haven't returned to the country I've been thinking about.

These people stood in a circle around me.

Not long after, they suddenly gave way to a passage, and a man walked slowly through this passage.

The moment I saw his face, I even wanted to jump up from the operating table and kill him directly, or turn around and run.

Because this man is none other than the doctor.

At this moment, I realized the seriousness of the matter.

My undercover identity must have been exposed!

And now, I'm actually in the company's branch, and I'm still in the hands of this lunatic doctor!
This dog has always wanted to use me as his experimental guinea pig, and I was also afraid of this, so I was extra careful when working as an undercover agent, and even did not hesitate to cut myself in the face.

Unexpectedly, I worked so hard to hide my identity for such a long time, but it was still exposed.

"You hide well, really."

The doctor leaned over in front of me, and the wanton smile on his face in the mask was a kind of mockery to me, but now I was a fish on the chopping board, and there was nothing I could do about him.

"If Darry hadn't done it, I wouldn't even know that you would be you."

"Not bad……"

The doctor sighed in admiration while observing my body, as if looking at a fine work of art.

It would be all right if he was a woman.

But he was a man, and the way a grown man looked at me made me sick.

"You should thank me, really."

After watching for a long time, the doctor showed a kind smile on his face, he put one hand on my head, and said softly: "If it wasn't for me, you would be dead now, oh no, it would be worse than death .”

"At that time, you could only let the beasts eat up your body, and finally turned it into excrement."

"Think about how miserable your end would be without me."

I wanted to fight back with words, but my physical condition deprived me of my most basic rights.

Falling into his hands may not be much better than being gnawed by wild beasts.

I watched him helplessly, put my hand around my neck, and with a slight twitch, brought out a hose.

"call……"

I immediately felt that my lungs were rapidly collapsing, and my survival instinct prompted me to breathe.

A mouthful of oxygen was sucked in abruptly, which made me feel much more comfortable.

"Oxygen tube."

The doctor held the blood-stained hose, shook it in front of my eyes, and said with a smile: "As a last resort, I can only open a mouth on your neck, I hope you don't mind..."

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt the coordination ability of my body for the first time. The lungs, throat, and tongue worked at the same time, which made me utter the first sentence.

This feeling is like an old machine suddenly powered on.

But what made me feel very fucked was that the doctor shook his head at me: "Now you don't know too much."

"here."

He said, tapping on my chest with one hand, "Originally, I was determined to kill people like you, but who made you so likable, so I can only pretend to be in your heart." Put on the bomb."

The doctor nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, making me feel like a demon.

"The power is probably equivalent to one ton of TNT equivalent explosives. Although it is not much, it is enough to smash you to pieces. Even if your self-healing ability is too strong, it cannot prevent your death."

Dynamite?

my heart?

I was taken aback, and only then did I know what this dog did to me, but he didn't kill me, and he didn't need me to do experiments. Why did he have to put a bomb on my heart?
Do you want to use me to try a new way of death?
"Receive obediently. Tomorrow, I will come to see you again. At the same time, I will bring you a present in the future."

The doctor said relaxedly: "I believe you will like it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without looking back, leaving only the group of people around me watching me quietly.

To be honest, I'm a little panicked now.

But after all, my hands and feet were bound and I couldn't do anything, but it was this feeling of helplessness that made me mad.

Not long after, the others left one after another, and there were only two people left. They took out two bags of faint yellow liquid from under the operating table, inserted straws, and put them near my mouth.

"eat."

After the two of them said a word indifferently, they left.

Originally, I didn't want to eat, but my body felt a desire for food, so I could only try to take a light breath.

Somewhat sweet, like syrup.

After drinking it all, I felt much more comfortable, and tried again to break free from the operating table.

As a result, it failed unexpectedly.

In the time since then, I have been thinking about what to do next, and what is the gift that the doctor said.

One day passed quickly.

Just when my patience was about to run out, the doctor finally came.

This time, he was wearing a black suit.

And behind him, two armed men stood on one left and one on the right. They walked in together holding a woman who seemed to be unconscious.

My pupils shrank slightly.

Yucheng Yao?She, why is she here?
"Are you surprised, are you surprised?"

"Let her go, what do you want to do, just come to me!"

Although I don't understand what happened during this period of time, no matter what, Yucheng Yao must not stay here.

I know the methods of this lunatic, and I don't want Yucheng Yao to suffer similar things to me.

"I knew she was very important to you."

The doctor snapped his fingers lightly, and then the shackles on my hands and feet were automatically released.

I got up immediately, just wanting to give this lunatic a hard punch.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as I got off the operating table, I fell to the ground uncontrollably.

It's like a baby who can't walk yet.

"If you kill me, believe what will happen to this woman...you should be able to guess it?"

Facing my anger, the doctor remained extremely calm, and his smile never faded: "If you want to save her, you have to do things for me, understand?"