It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 812 The Bottom Line
She wondered if she really wanted to be tortured to death in her laboratory by this lunatic as a test subject.

Zhang Zhiming didn't seem to intend to stay here for a long time, since he didn't intend to stay for a long time, then she had only two fates, either to die here or be taken away by him.

She doesn't want to choose either end, the best is to fight for it herself.

Zhang Zhiming didn't seem to need to rest. He kept drawing her blood and feeding her at the same time, so as not to let her die, but he didn't give her a chance to resist.

The strength of the medicine really made her helpless.

Qiao Yue didn't like this feeling at all. When she was in chaos, she could occasionally think of the face that had appeared since she was young. She liked someone who was not bad in nature but only used the most willful behavior to separate people more and more. The boy who is far away is also in love with a man who knows how to love after going through the world.

At that time, she was cold and he was childish.

Later, she took down the walls and he became a very good person.

It’s not easy to come to the present, it seems that a lifetime suddenly becomes very short.

Zhang Zhiming seemed to want to find out something about her, and was doing various analysis with her blood with great interest.

After the blood was drawn, he did not forget to give her another injection.

The feeling of lack of consciousness came back, but Qiao Yue hated this feeling. She touched a sharper place with her fingers, which seemed to be a sharp edge, and the material seemed to be something like steel.

She stabbed down hard, and her fingers were pierced. She managed to regain her senses. She looked at Zhang Zhiming, her eyes were still slack.

Then her eyes fell on the door about 10 meters away from here, which was not too far away, but for her, a person who moved slowly and was under the nose of others, it was almost impossible to escape from this place.

Qiao Yue was never someone who pinned her hopes on others.

She glanced at the glass dish on the table, wondering if hitting someone with this thing could knock them unconscious.

If she couldn't, or if she missed the hit, she might become a dead person in the next second.

Before she wanted it, Zhang Zhiming started talking to her again, "I used to think about why there were so many children back then, but you were able to live a good life for so many years after being able to get in touch with the chip."

Zhang Zhiming probably just wanted to talk to himself, after all, with Qiao Yue's current situation, there was no way to answer him.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out. I also took your blood sample for examination," he continued slowly, "Now I can't find any problem. Tell me, could it be because of your brain and Others are different?"

Asking this sentence really makes people feel cold.

"Are you really not going to join me? Wouldn't it be good to come together to realize this great dream?" Zhang Zhiming asked the previous question again.

After waiting for a while, he realized later, "Oh, you can't speak now, maybe you can't even hear what I'm saying."

Then, Qiao Yue felt a tingling pain in her arm, and then she regained consciousness, but her body was still weak.

Zhang Zhiming repeated his words again.

"Nod if you change your mind now." He smiled.

Qiao Yue closed her eyes, obviously not even bothering to perfunctory.

It is impossible for her to collude with such a person in her life, and she cannot insult the belief she once established.

To live, one must have a bottom line.

(End of this chapter)