Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"Mom, I proposed to Vanessa not long ago, and she agreed to my proposal. We are going to find time to hold a small wedding, and only family members will be invited."

Wilson held Vanessa's hand, with a diamond ring shining on his slender fingers.

"Yes, I shall call you mother soon, Ms. Marlene."

Vanessa is very dignified, and her smile is brimming with happiness.

"I'd rather hear someone call me grandma."

Marlene replied with a smile, followed by a look at her youngest son who bowed his head to cook: "David, why don't you talk?"

"I'm wondering what my little nephew should be called."

David wiped his mouth and spoke softly.

"So you know it's a nephew?" Wilson asked.

"definitely is."

David became a little interested: "The Fisk family needs a new male to inherit the bloodliness that our family should have. It is best to have a daughter with the second child, so that her brother can protect her."

"Yes, elder brother should protect his younger siblings."

Wilson nodded.

soon.

Dinner is over.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well, I have to go back to my room."

David took a deep breath, felt his legs go weak, and apologized mainly to Vanessa.

"It's ok."

Vanessa shook her head, she had a good impression of David.

Although she looked tall and well-mannered, she was completely different from Wilson, but she had a vague feeling that David and Wilson were actually the same kind of people.

Perhaps this is the "bloodiness of the Fisk family" that David said at the dinner table just now.

Moreover, Vanessa could see that Wilson cared about his younger brother very much.

It's just that as a man, he is always inferior to a woman in terms of emotional expression.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Marlene asked quickly, "Do you need to see a doctor?"

Wilson frowned slightly, slightly worried, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

"Need not."

David waved his hand: "Just rest for a while."

He goes back to the room.

Scratch!

The door is closed, blocking everyone's eyes.

David's legs softened instantly, and he returned to the bed with difficulty, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was more ugly than ever.

After the dust settled last night, David was rewarded with a second identity mission.

Fighting proficiency (including physical fitness improvement)

But before he was happy for a while, the third identity was randomly selected by the system, which made him face a dilemma that he had never experienced before.

[Copy: Doctor Dark Night]

【Your identity: David Fisk】

When the new identity appeared, David was still wondering why his name hadn't changed at all.

It wasn't until the following words surfaced that he realized that he had suffered a heavy blow from the system.

[You were born in Hell's Kitchen, and you have a mother and brother who love you.

You lived up to expectations, and with excellent grades, you were admitted to Empire State University, becoming a rare college student in Hell's Kitchen, and even received a full scholarship.

However, when you were about to graduate, you were accidentally detected with a rare blood disease and became a terminally ill patient.

It's a genetically defective disease, and on a regular life cycle, you can't live beyond 30.

You are not desperate.

In order to cure this disease, you joined the Horizon Laboratory, got the appreciation of the head of the laboratory, Michael Morbias, and became his assistant.

Michael Morbias is a super genius. He obtained a doctorate at the age of 19 and developed artificial blood. This epoch-making research has saved more lives than penicillin, and he won the Nobel Prize for this.

However, the price of genius is that he has suffered from the same blood disease as you since childhood.

That's why you joined Horizon Labs.

Michael Morbias thought of using bat blood to extract genetic agents and fuse them with human genes to cure diseases.

He succeeded.

However, the potion has extremely strong side effects, and Michael Morbias paid the price, was "cursed" and became a vampire.

In order to prevent the "curse" from spreading, Michael Morbius blocked this technology.

But you are not reconciled.

You stole the technical data, ready to reproduce or even optimize the bat potion.

Michael Morbias discovered your little trick...]

[Identity mission: cure one's own disease and solve the troubles caused by identity]

[Task time limit: six months]

[Task Completion Reward: Intelligence Enhancement]

[Note: Once the identity is generated, it will be permanently valid]

[Note: You can complete the task in any way, and you can also mobilize all the resources around you, the system will not impose any restrictions on you]

[Note: The next random identity will be confirmed after the mission ends]

[Note: You will not receive any rewards if you fail to complete the task beyond the time limit]

……

David recalled the description of the system, and took out the USB flash drive under the pillow that stored the technical information of the bat medicine. His eyes were deep and he was in a daze.

Chapter 52 Reaction

During Christmas, David was in no rush.

I stayed at home for a few days and spent the entire Christmas holiday with my mother Marlene.

Wilson, on the other hand, left home with Vanessa after Christmas.

He took over all the forces of Pushkin, exploded with unprecedented motivation, devoted himself to work, and was about to flex his muscles in the new century.

A few days later, David realized that his body was getting weaker and his mobility was becoming more and more inconvenient, and it became difficult for him to walk.

If he hadn't received the reward for completing the second mission and strengthened his physical fitness when he obtained the new identity, I'm afraid he would have been completely weakened in the first place.

But no matter how thick the foundation is, there will be a day when it will be sucked dry by the disease.

If this continues, within half a month, David will become a cripple like Michael Morbias in the movie.

"Mom, I'm going to work, you know, there are a lot of things to do when starting a company."

In a few days, David lost a lot of weight, lost a few pounds, and shrank a lot.

He stood at the door with a pale face, as if he would fall when the wind blows, and bid farewell to his mother Marlene.

The Christmas holidays are over and it's time to act.

"David, are you sure you don't need to go to the doctor?"

Marlene's eyes were full of worry.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on with me very well. It's just a minor illness and I need to recuperate for a while."

David comforted: "I will live near the school recently, but don't worry, I will come back to see you often."

"take care."

Marlene hugged David and watched him leave with distress.

……

"God, David, what's the matter with you?"

As the CEO of Fisker Pharmaceuticals, Wesley played the role of chairman and driver today.

He was shocked to see David's appearance.

"We haven't seen each other for a few days and you look like you're dying."

Wesley showed disbelief: "What happened, how did you become like this?"

"sick."

David sat in the back row, expressionless, and said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, take me to school quickly, I have very important things to do."

"Of course, it's my job."

Wesley nodded and started the car.

"How's the fraternity and medicated oil thing going?"

David asked.

"Thanks to you, the Brotherhood has established a relationship with Pushkin, and Pushkin has joined forces with Kim again, which means that the Brotherhood has established a friendship with the giants of the New York underground world, which is very helpful to the Brotherhood, and the killer mission can be restarted Already...Fox and the others are discussing whether to follow the instructions of the loom of fate."

Wesley said while driving: "As for the medicated oil, Pushkin helped a lot. We are going to apply for listing as soon as possible after completing all the procedures, but it is not easy to get approval."

"According to what we said before, these things still need you to follow up."

David said slowly: "I have to be busy with other things recently, so I can't take care of these."

"Are you ready to work already?"

Wesley glanced at the weak-faced David in the rear through the rearview mirror in the car: "Why don't you rest for a few more days?"

"The time to rest is enough."

David shook his head: "Go on and rest, the next time you see me, it may be at my funeral."

"What the hell happened?"

Wesley frowned: "Can I help?"

"With your IQ, it's very unlikely that you can help."

David glanced at Wesley.

Wesley was at a loss for words, and he saw the contempt in David's eyes.

"My IQ is not good?"

Wesley gritted his teeth: "I'm also a person who went to college anyway, I want to see, how dare you say that."

……

Empire State University, Fiske Institute for Pharmaceutical Research.

Richard Parker, Curt Connors, Aldredge Killian, the three top scientists in the laboratory, plus the half-baked David, and Wesley, who doesn't know shit, are surrounding the computer Before, fascinatedly read the above text and video materials.

"How about it, do you understand?"

David sat on the chair in front of the computer, asked about Wesley, whose eyes seemed to be spinning in circles, with a dazed face, and said with a smile:

"This is definitely an epoch-making research. The experimental procedures and experimental data recorded above are very important, and there is a complete set of materials. Anyone who comes here can follow it and complete it... Would you like to demonstrate it to everyone?"

"Stop it, it's not my profession."

The corner of Wesley's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice, "I majored in international economics and trade, and I don't use the panacea major that I don't have..."

As he said that, seeing the deeper smile on David's face, he quickly waved his hands: "Okay, you're right, I admit it, I don't understand, you won."