Burning Heart[ABO]

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Rao drove to the Chengnan Cemetery and parked in the parking lot [-] meters away from the entrance of the cemetery.

Before getting out of the car, he called Ye Huaining, but there was no answer when he rang twice, and when he was hesitating to hang up, Ye Huaining's voice came: "What's the matter?"

Ji Rao was sure, and shook the phone vigorously: "It's nothing, I just want to hear your voice."

Ye Huaining on the other end sneered: "You heard that, hang up."

"No, just say a few more words." Ji Rao begged in a low voice.

Ye Huaining didn't say anything, and didn't hang up the phone, Ji Rao smiled: "Are you coming back today?"

"We're at the airport, and we still have half an hour to board the plane."

"I was going to pick you up at the airport..."

"No need." Ye Huaining interrupted him.

"Okay, I won't go, I have work today and I can't leave, Huaining, let's make an appointment another day."

Ye Huaining was in the VIP lounge of the airport, and he was absent-mindedly dealing with the person on the other end of the phone. When he heard this sentence, he felt a little strange in his heart, and subconsciously asked, "What job?"

"Stop talking, keep it a secret."

Before hanging up the phone, Ji Rao finally said, "Huai Ning, have a safe trip, see you next time."

The gray car drove all the way from the entrance of the parking lot to the front. Seeing a man surnamed Wu coming down from the back seat, Ji Rao turned off the engine and got out of the car. The other party greeted him first: "Mr. Ji is very punctual."

"You too," Ji Rao asked calmly, "Can we pass now?"

The other party glanced at his car, made sure there was no one else in the car, smiled and said: "Yes, I came here specially to pick up Mr. Ji, you can get in my car, don't bring anything else including your mobile phone, just leave it alone In the car, I will send you back here later."

According to his request, Ji Rao turned off the phone and left the phone behind.

The other party signaled to him again: "I have offended Mr. Ji. As usual, I have to search you before I can take you into the car."

Ji Rao didn't care, and let the other party search calmly.

After confirming that he didn't have anything like a tracker on him, the man smiled more sincerely: "Excuse me, let's go."

There was also a driver in the car, who looked about 50 or [-] years old, with no expression and no words, Ji Rao glanced at him casually, showing no interest in the other party.

The car drove out of the parking lot and drove in the opposite direction from the urban area.

Ten minutes later, the man took out a blindfold and handed it to Ji Rao, reminding him: "Mr. Ji, please put on the blindfold and go to sleep. You will have surgery later. It is good for your body to be more energetic."

Knowing that this person didn't want to remember the way by himself, Ji Rao didn't raise any objection, just took it, covered his eyes, and poured it into the seat.

We drove for about two hours, mostly on the highway.

Ji Rao pretended to be asleep all the way, and the cemetery in the south of the city continued to drive on the highway. Although they couldn't see it, it was no surprise that they should have reached the neighboring province.

When the car finally stopped, Ji Rao had sensed that it was getting dark outside, so he didn't move, and the man beside him called him, "Mr. Ji, we're here."

Ji Rao pretended to just wake up from sleep, took off the blindfold, and opened his eyes in a daze.

The man smiled at him: "Let's go."

"What time is it?" Ji Rao asked smoothly when he got off the car.

"It's not even seven o'clock."

The man led him into the building ahead, and Ji Rao looked around calmly. This place looks like an industrial park, far away from the downtown area. There are many such parks in every big and small city, and they are not very eye-catching. .

To enter the door, you have to go through a security check. Ji Rao was asked to take off all his clothes, put on the hospital gown provided here, and undergo an infrared scan.

Standing calmly in front of the scanning machine, he is not worried about being discovered by the tiny camera in his eyes. This camera is anti-infrared and anti-radar, and can automatically track and locate. What the eyes see is the recorded picture, including sound, and upload it to the cloud in real time , so he dared to come alone.

After passing through the security check, just as Ji Rao was about to say something, he suddenly heard a shrill cry from the corridor. A young woman with disheveled hair and a hospital gown rushed out from the depths of the corridor, followed by several people dressed as nurses. , pulled her hard.

"Let me go, let me go, let me go..."

The woman struggled and cried desperately, but was held down by the medical staff behind her.

The man who brought Ji Rao showed displeasure, and shouted loudly: "What are you eating! Pull her back quickly!"

Ji Rao watched intently as the woman was dragged away, her figure disappeared into the corner of the corridor, and there was no other sound after the door was closed.

He asked the man next to him calmly: "What's the matter with her? Is she also your customer? Why do you look reluctant?"

The man coughed lightly, and said: "She's a little emotionally unstable. We've been persuading her to think it over before, but she insisted on selling it. Now we don't dare to do it now. We can only appease her emotions first, in case the time comes If she repents, it will be difficult to trouble us."

"Mr. Ji, you go this way. A nurse will take you to the ward in a while and arrange a physical examination for you. If there is nothing wrong, you can have the operation tomorrow afternoon. After three days of observation, we can send you back. Don't worry, we They are all voluntary transactions with clearly marked prices, and you must be responsible to customers to protect your life, health and safety."

The man explained with a smile, but Ji Rao was disdainful, but he didn't show it on his face, and didn't worry about it.

Then a nurse came and took him upstairs to the ward.

The wards that looked like pigeon cages were lined up all the way to the depths of the corridor that could not be seen. Ji Rao followed the nurse and walked forward, turning his eyes to look around. Through the window on the door, you can see the people standing or sitting inside, most of them are expressionless and numb, and a few times they meet the eyes of the people inside, and those eyes that seem to be empty and dead all make people feel sick Cold.

People who come here, even if they are voluntary for money, are forced to choose when they have nowhere to go, not to mention there are people like the woman before, who are likely to be forced to come.

Ji Rao's room is near the end of the corridor, with a bed, a few simple toiletries, and nothing else.

The nurse reminded him to rest for a while, and arranged to take him for a physical examination in an hour. Ji Rao asked the other party: "What items should be checked? What if my glands fail?"

"The doctor will tell you about the items in detail later, and the contract will be signed with you only after the gland test is passed."

The nurse didn't say anything to him, and left quickly. Ji Rao went to pull the door of the ward again, but found that the door had been locked from the outside and couldn't be opened.

He stopped doing futile things, and walked to the window to look out. Behind him was a dark courtyard, and there were several buildings in the distance, and half of the people could not be seen.

This place has been doing deals like this for decades.

Ye Huaining didn't know that since his father had been doing this kind of business, his father even made his fortune by doing this, and only after that did he clean up the serious company of Ye's.So at that time when Ye Huaining had an accident, Mr. Ye tried his best to suppress the matter, and he didn't dare to anger Ye Huai'an because he had a guilty conscience.

Once the matter is revealed to the public, the reputation of the entire Ye family including Ye Huaining will be affected.

But Ji Rao also knew that Ye Huaining wouldn't care about this, the only thing he wanted was to see Ye Huaian get what he deserved, this had become Ye Huaining's obsession and demon.

So Ji Rao chose to take the risk by himself.

An hour later, a new nurse came and took Ji Rao to another building for a physical examination.

At the hormone testing place, I met a skinny middle-aged man who also came for a physical examination. Ji Rao glanced at him, and while the doctor was not paying attention, the man came over and asked Ji Rao in a low voice: "Are you an Alpha? Are you too? Come to sell the glands, how much did you sell them for?"

Ji Rao asked back: "What about you? Are you an Alpha too?"

"Yeah, my glands are worthless. They said there is an international certification standard. I am the lowest grade in Alpha, and I am too old. They are only willing to give 20."

"Then why sell it?"

The man licked his lips: "I'm short of money. I was introduced by a friend. Anyway, it's useless for me to keep it."

The man muttered and complained: "20 is too little. I heard people say that if they sell it again, they will double the price casually. My son is an Omega, and the gland level of a young person is also high. I I have to talk to them about it, at least double the price before I will sell it."

Ji Rao frowned: "You sold your son's glands for him?"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "I'm his father, I'm his guardian, of course I have the final say, I just sign it."

Ji Rao wanted to say something, but the man ignored him, and the doctor had already arrived, so he had no choice but to give up.

The results of the physical examination came out the next morning, and Ji Rao saw the man surnamed Wu again.

The other party smiled and congratulated him: "Your Alpha gland is evaluated according to the level, and it can reach the SS level. It really is the best. 70 is worth it."

Ji Rao sneered: "Then how much can you sell it for?"

"You don't need to ask about it. After all, you have no other way to sell it besides us. Don't worry, we will definitely make the best use of your glands and not waste them in vain."

Ji Rao was too lazy to talk to him: "Stop talking nonsense, sign the contract."

The man took out a contract in duplicate, with very detailed clauses, Ji Raozai looked at it carefully and scanned it with his eyes.

He is not a legal professional, so he can't see how many tiankengs are in this contract, but he instinctively feels that it is unreliable. He even suspects that this contract has no legal effect at all, and is just a pile of bluffing waste paper.

He had seen the company name of the contracting party in the information provided by Xu Youxin before. It was an offshore company registered in a foreign country, and he had applied for a foreign account. As long as he signed the contract, the head office would open to the account.

I asked a few questions about the terms around the corner, and the answers from the other party were all evasive and specious.

Ji Rao laughed, picked up his pen, and signed his name on the blank space at the end of the contract.

Surgery is scheduled for the afternoon.

Before entering the operating room, Ji Rao once again saw the young woman he saw when he came yesterday. She was pushed out of the operating room unconsciously, with one hand still infused with fluid, and her face was as pale as a ghost. Looking at the past, it is no different from a dead person.

A thick band of gauze was wrapped around her neck, and the glands had been removed.

Ji Rao chose local anesthesia.

When he was lying on the operating table, the anesthesiologist advised him: "This is not a minor operation, and it takes a long time. Local anesthesia cannot guarantee that you will have no pain at all. It may be very painful for you to watch the glands being cut."

Ji Rao looked at the bright and hot lights above his head, and calmly said: "I want to stay awake, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up if I fall asleep, so let's do it, let's start."

To this day, he still can't imagine how Ye Huaining felt when he was forced to lie here, and he can't replace it.

But if he can really feel the same pain, he is willing to bear it.

The anesthesia needle was advanced little by little, Ji Rao gritted his teeth, and met the cold eyes of the surgeon next to him.

Until the neck was completely numb and could no longer move, he heard the man's voice say without ups and downs: "The glands will be removed now, please cooperate."