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Chapter 74 The Disabled Doctor Who Lost His Widow's Widow (10)

Fu Mingzhe's parents sold his patent at a low price and took away their eldest son's compensation money.

After scraping together some money, he scraped together 20 million yuan to buy two places. He then kicked his two children out and left them to find a way to get the places on their own.

Fu Mingzhe was thrown onto the street and saw with his own eyes his second sister discussing with a man how to become the mistress and take the original wife's place, thus finding a home for himself.

He looked around in confusion, planning to find a place to stay, and called his former colleagues to help him cancel his leave, to see if he could use the institute's quota to make a living.

On the way, Fu Mingzhe met the dying neighbor's child Wang Yuchen. Hearing that the child was abandoned by his own sister, he felt guilty and wanted to send the child back.

As if things weren't bad enough, Fu Mingzhe held Wang Yuchen and hid in the shadow of a building, intending to avoid the strong ultraviolet rays in the afternoon before leaving. However, they encountered the first group of thugs who tried to come out during the day to smash, loot and rob.

Fu Mingzhe was penniless, had difficulty moving, and was carrying a dying child, so he became a punching bag for the thugs to abuse and vent their anger.

When he woke up again, Fu Mingzhe's face was roasted by the hot ground and his leg bones were shattered. There was no possibility of recovery.

Wang Yuchen, whom he wanted to send home, was beaten beyond recognition and had already died.

The child of destiny fell into a quagmire and couldn't even send a child home, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Fu Mingzhe decided to take revenge on this fucked up world!

For this reason, Fu Mingzhe, a genius doctor in the field of cancer cell and virus cell research, gave up entering the underground shelter. When the air-raid shelter was opened to ordinary people, he returned to the abandoned research institute alone and started his road to revenge!

Three years, it only took Fu Mingzhe three years to develop an extremely deadly new super virus. He used himself as a carrier, counted down his life by three months, endured the pain that ordinary people could not endure, and spread the super virus!
The first generation of virus carriers can survive for three months, but the second generation carriers can only survive for seven days!

Once infected with the virus, third- and fourth-generation people can only survive six hours from the onset of symptoms to death.

And the only antibody is from Fu Mingzhe, the source of the virus!
However, when Fu Mingzhe was found, his horrific skeleton appearance frightened the search team. But after a moment's delay, a huge fire accompanied by a loud explosion destroyed the only hope of recovery.

All the protagonists and supporting characters died of the super virus, the plane collapsed, and the world restarted!

……

Qingyao felt suffocated after reading the plot information.

"This little creature in this plane is so miserable!"

"It's such a pity to have such a beautiful face turned into a skeleton!"

【…】

It just knows that the little ancestor’s good-looking attribute remains unshakable!
[Shouldn't your main point be the childhood marriage between you and the villain? ]

"Oh, you mean that? I guessed it a long time ago."

"I also guessed that the little thing is not the biological child of those two old guys!"

[…You’re awesome~] Bullshit!

It's clearly cheating using the Eye of Truth!
Being a B is so unethical!

terrible!
hateful!

But pull it down!

Hug yourself with heartache.

"Ah!"

Suddenly she sneezed, and Qingyao's whole body froze. She immediately raised her fingers to count, her eyes narrowed, and there was danger within her.

The Shenhao system was startled.

I'm hiding, I'm scared to death!

Just as Qingyao took out her little notebook and made a small black note in the system for "damaging the boss's reputation".

That delicate sneeze attracted Fu Mingzhe's attention.

Thinking of how he covered the bed with the quilt after applying the medicated oil.

She...could it be that she was choked by the smell of the medicinal oil?
Fu Mingzhe's face was burning: "Are you... okay?"

"Still not asleep?"

It's been almost two hours since the lights were turned off, why isn't the little thing sleeping yet? Although some parts of the information contradict the original owner's memory, it still needs to be further identified.

However, it did happen that the little creature was driven out and encountered danger.

He couldn't sleep...could he be upset about this?
Qingyao took a look at the condition of the fat black bird.

Hey!
Good guy!
Don't look at it, look at it!
The fat black bird is about to turn into an angry bird!
"Are you hot?"

Qingyao frowned, stood up, jumped down lightly, and sat on the lower bed, only to find that the little thing had wrapped itself into a ball!

No wonder his voice sounded muffled.

Reaching out and pulling open the summer quilt, revealing a red and warm little rookie, Qingyao frowned and reached up to his forehead.

The temperature is very hot when you touch it!
"You have a fever, and you don't know it?"

Fu Mingzhe came back to his senses from his petrified state and only then did he feel unwell.

He frowned, took out the medicine box from inside, took out the thermometer from it, and pointed it at his forehead.

38°2, it is indeed a fever.

My mood fluctuated greatly that day. I had not taken good care of my body, and I walked outside in the hot weather. After I got in the RV, the temperature dropped sharply, and I took a shower...

After learning that he could enter the underground shelter and let down his guard against her, he relaxed both physically and mentally, and it was normal for him to have a fever.

Isn’t it enough to take anti-inflammatory drugs early to prevent wound infection and fever?
It seems that he still underestimated the extent of his physical weakness.

Qingyao took the medicine box, took out the alcohol from it, poured it on the face towel, and prepared to cool down the little thing physically.

Fu Mingzhe grabbed the slender wrist that was stretched out to him: "I can do it myself."

What is possible?
How is it possible that you don’t even know you have a fever?

Qingyao easily broke free from the little thing's shackles, and held him down in a domineering manner to help him cool down.

Fu Mingzhe: …

At first, Fu Mingzhe's temperature did go down, but it rose again in the second half of the night.

Qingyao seemed to have anticipated this. When Fu Mingzhe groaned in discomfort, she had already jumped out of bed, gave him some antipyretic medicine, and applied alcohol to him to cool him down again.

This whole process lasted until dawn.

When Fu Mingzhe regained consciousness, the ceiling had returned to its original position and he could hear the sound of boiling porridge.

For a moment, he felt as if he didn't know what day it was. He subconsciously looked forward and saw Wang Yuchen, who was bent over the desk and writing something.

What about her?

Fu Mingzhe woke up completely and sat up before he noticed that the car was moving.

She must be driving.

"Wang Yuchen."

When Wang Yuchen was called, he sat up straight subconsciously, then realized that he was not in school.

It wasn't the teacher who caught him leaning over the table to write and reminded him that it would hurt his eyes and he should sit up straight.

Putting down the pen, Wang Yuchen trotted to the bedside and looked at Fu Mingzhe eagerly: "Big brother, are you awake?"

"My eldest sister said that once you get up, she will take your temperature first. Tell me what you want and I will get it for you."

"If you need to go to the bathroom, I'll call big sister to help!"

Fu Mingzhe: …

He took a deep breath, his stomach filled with a delicious aroma. It was his favorite yam and lean meat porridge!

Fu Mingzhe...really wants to be autistic!
At this time, is it time to think about what to eat?

"Did she...say where she was going by car?"

(End of this chapter)