Dressed as overturned green tea Omega after Neptune

Bo Yu opened his eyes in the operating cabin.

The glass hatch opened, and he lost his mind slightly. Mu Wenyuan wiped his sweat with a cotton swab, his eyes were gentle and clear.

Bo Yu pulled out and took a deep breath: "It's okay this time, continue."

Simply being in the genetic world or simulating the genetic world will not make people feel too uncomfortable, but there will be rejection reactions when engaging and withdrawing.

It's like some people have no abnormal reaction on a normal long-distance bus, but they get motion sickness on a stop-and-go bus.

After Bo Yu finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

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Bo Yu walked in the dark and cold castle, gloomy and damp greenery everywhere.

Beside him were a few expressionless people wearing expensive high-end suits and white gloves. Bo Yu took a look at his clothes, which were exactly the same as them.

"Don't keep the master waiting." This time, it was Bo Yu who said this.

The guard at the downstairs entrance was expressionless, checked the silver suitcase in his hand, nodded respectfully, and let him go in silence.

Bo Yu also took this opportunity to see clearly the contents of the suitcase.

Syringes and medicines.

I am a doctor.

Wearing a foggy blue suit, he walked into the small building in the castle alone with a suitcase.

The others stood silently outside.

It's still on the third floor.

That person was still wearing a black nightgown, with a naturally open V-shaped neckline, skin paler than ivory, and slender and protruding bones.

He was still sitting in the wheelchair with his back to the balcony behind him.

There is no wind blowing outside, but the dark clouds like ink are oppressive, and the dark green treetops are still, like a lake.

The curly black hair covered one side of the eyebrows, and there was no emotion in the dark eyes, not just cold and indifferent, without waves, like a pool of stagnant water, a moving corpse.

It took Bo Yu a long time to realize that he was actually looking at her.

The skin was cold for a while, but it was not fear.

Even though he was too pale and full of lifelessness, Mu Xingzhou gave him the feeling that it was not evil, but holy.

Despite the dangers cold inorganic matter and the holiness of life.

——Compared with last time, it was more serious.

"Come here." The deep voice was like a devil's raving, without any emotion.

Bo Yu walked over, bent her knees and squatted at his feet, took his hand and gently pulled up the sleeves of the pajamas, revealing her thin and pale arms.

Although it is too thin, the lines of the arms are beautiful, covered with thin muscles, only the blue blood vessels can be seen.

He took out the ampoule from the silver suitcase and prepared it for the injection.

But the needle failed to pierce the opponent's blood vessel.

Mu Xingzhou raised his hand, easily took the needle from his hand, and looked at it with expressionless eyes.

Bo Yu frowned, the thing in his hands made people feel dangerous for no reason, as if it had become a murder weapon in an instant.

Therefore, when Bao Yu saw that Mu Xingzhou easily crushed the needle barrel and twisted the needle head, he didn't think how could this be so, but he breathed a sigh of relief, because he was subconsciously worried that the other party would give him a needle in turn.

Mu Xingzhou had had enough - despite his lifeless face, without any emotional fluctuations - the destroyed syringe fell to the ground in pieces.

Bo Yu didn't respond, and picked up the medical waste with his gloved hands.

"Is the master dissatisfied with the treatment?"

"I do not know."

Bo Yu subconsciously wanted to ask, why didn't she know?If you are not dissatisfied, why refuse to inject and destroy the medicine violently?It's almost time for a doctor.

But Mu Xingzhou's voice was low and lifeless, like babbling in a daze, full of a dark and gloomy morbidity.

Rather than being scary, it is more like a person who is seriously ill without knowing it, making him subconsciously feel compassion.

Poor, must have been very ill.

What a dangerous and pitiful fellow.

Bo Yu paused, but couldn't help looking up at the person in the wheelchair.

Mu Xingzhou also seemed to have no strength in the wheelchair, leaning on the back of the chair, looking sideways out of the balcony.

Under the gloomy light, his skin was pale and sickly like a vampire, and his brows and eyes were dull, which was more serious than what he saw as a canary last time.

"What are you thinking? Why are you refusing treatment?"

The dangerous and pitiful guy is like a vampire who has not aroused the desire to prey for the time being. Although his handsome face is stained with blood, he looks holy and quiet looking at the church, full of deception and contradictory attraction.

"I don't know," the same babbling murmured morbidly and lifelessly, without emotion or warmth, "Doctor, I feel like I'm waiting for someone."

"Who?" Bo Yu said subconsciously, "Has the memory loss improved?"

"I don't know." His voice was as dull as his expression, "I don't know if my condition is getting better, and I don't know who I'm waiting for, but I feel that I can't wait anymore."

His neck moved slowly, as if he had been lying in a coffin for too many years and was stiff. He slowly turned to the direction of depression. His handsome and holy face was facing him. His brows and eyes were gloomy and emotionless, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

"What does the doctor think? Can it really cure me?"

Under that extremely holy face, it seemed that as long as there was a slight wave of spirit and soul, evil would be revealed.

The back of Bao Yu's neck felt cold, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He had a hunch that once his treatment failed, the other party would suck his blood dry.

With a calm face and half-closed eyes, he looked at the vampire calmly: "Of course, you should trust the doctor."

The holy face of the other party remained motionless, his brows and eyes were absent-minded, and the corners of his gorgeous lips moved, but fortunately, he was still within the control range, and said in a low and emotionless voice: "Oh, I trust the doctor."

Under his gaze, Bo Yu stood up, feeling his legs were numb after squatting for a long time, he said calmly, "I'll prepare another tube of medicine, please cooperate with the treatment."

Mu Xingzhou didn't speak, but just stared at him with lifeless eyes.

Bo Yu thought he agreed, opened the suitcase calmly, took out the spare syringe skillfully, prepared the medicine again, and then walked towards him.

This time, he pulled up his sleeves neatly, making sure to complete the steps of alcohol disinfection and drug injection before the other party sabotages or resists.

"The next course of treatment, I will come again."

He met Mu Xingzhou's gaze, but didn't raise his eyes to meet his gaze, kept calm, with a paralyzed face, picked up the suitcase and walked out.

It wasn't until I reached the first floor that I breathed a sigh of relief and felt a slight chill on my back.

He realized his identity-because of his luck, he was able to change from a vampire's food reserve to a vampire's exclusive doctor.

And this vampire suffers from a special disease. He has amnesia and is world-weary. He is half-dead when he has nothing to do. He likes to be paralyzed in a wheelchair in a daze.

Bo Yu thought, I will definitely try my best to cure him, he looks so pitiful just now, he is very sick.

But when he stepped out of the door on the first floor, there was a wave of water in the air.

When calm was restored again, Bo Yu saw himself reappearing on the balcony of the vampire who had just left.

It was overcast and cloudy outside, with occasional wind and damp rain.

And he, a poor canary, whose feathers were soaked by the rain, shivered and squatted on the balcony, staring at the red-eyed vampire.

He wanted to spread his wings and fly away immediately, but Bo Yu still remembered that he was a human being, so he wasn't sure if he would fly away with his wings, or fall vertically from the third floor and be broken into meatloaf.

As soon as the wind blew, the rain-drenched feathers felt heavier, and he shook uncontrollably.

But on the surface, he stared at the vampire without blinking.

The vampire was the same as before, leaning on the wheelchair in a lazy and powerless posture. From the perspective of the balcony, his face was cold and holy, his eyebrows and eyes were empty, and he was extremely beautiful.

But the too pale face, the vampire's gorgeous lips, and the red eyes are also elusive dangers.

It seems that cats who can eat canaries, no matter how cold and holy cats are, will eat canaries, they are all scary.

That cat, Ah Bu, that vampire gently raised its hand, not knowing whether it was weak or simply lazy, its fingers slowly landed on Bo Yu's head, and gently moved back, sliding across the back of his neck and back.

The other party's expressionless face was even more empty and bored.

The voice was low and deep: "Although the barking is not pleasant, but this time you can't even bark?"

Bo Yu: "..."

"Then, push it down."

His fingertips lightly touched Yu Yu's slender neck.

Well, what is the name of the canary?

Bo Yu remained expressionless: "Ji?"

The vampire paused slightly, slowly raised his lifeless red eyes, and slightly pursed the corners of his gorgeous lips, revealing a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Bo Yu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, no matter how you looked at that smile, there was something naive and evil in the corners of his eyes.

In the next moment, the fingertips against his neck gave him a slight push.

Bo Yu spread his wings, feeling weightless, and fell quickly.

He frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and tried to struggle to flap his wings, but it was useless.

Then, there was no tragic smashing of patties.

Bo Yu fell on the soft and familiar palm.

The dying vampire lying on the wheelchair, half dead and in a daze, like a terminally ill vampire, appeared in the open space outside the balcony at this moment, not caring that its hair was wet by the cold rain.

He stretched out his hand to catch the canary Bo Yu who was pushed down by him, looked at the expressionless Bo Yu, and breathed a bored breath, looking extremely healthy and lazy.

Her skin became paler, her lips became more gorgeous, and under her wet black bangs, her eyes were also black and red with a pair of smiling and lifeless eyes.

"Hey, how do you make a canary? Why can't you even fly? Didn't you touch me on purpose!" After speaking, he laughed softly to himself, nervous and naive and evil.

Bo Yu looked at his red eyes: Oh, it's because he didn't inject the medicine on time, so, did he fall ill?

He never expected that Mu Xingzhou after falling ill turned out to be this kind of childish neuropathy.

Since it was said to be Pengci, Bo Yu thought for a while, and lay down on his back directly behind his palm.

After all, if you touch porcelain, you have to touch the whole set.

The author has something to say: Bo Yu: Ah, I'm dead.

Mu Xingzhou: Then, do you need a kiss from a vampire?

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Because of illness, I rested for a few days, petting my little angel, I have been waiting for a long time~

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感谢在2020-10-2721:03:29~2020-11-0119:56:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: ashy, Qing Shi and Tan Huan;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Shanyou Baize, ., Zuozuocao; 5 bottles of today I am a cat; 2 bottles of ashy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!