3637: C3637 Whoever Dies You're Dead.

C3637 Whoever Dies You're Dead.

So far, two people who could transplant Fei Jiayang's heart had died. He didn't know that in the vast sea of people, he was looking for someone who could save his granddaughter's life.

Why was it so difficult?

"You? Victim?" Zhang Ya seemed to have heard a funny joke and the corners of her mouth curled up. "Victim. . . Everyone has the right to use these three words, except you!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ya gritted her teeth and said word by word, "You are not worthy!"

. . . "" Patriarch Fei looked at Zhang Ya and pursed his lips.

"You want Youyou's heart wholeheartedly, transplant it to Fei Jiayang. . . " Zhang Ya looked into Patriarch Fei's eyes and said, "You think Youyou is the one with Fei Jiayang's heart, right?"

"Otherwise?" Patriarch Fei asked back.

"What if I tell you that the person who matches Fei Jiayang's heart is not her?" Zhang Ya asked.

"What did you say?" Patriarch Fei was stunned.

"Youyou. . . Should have said something similar, right?" Zhang Ya straightened her back, took back her hand that was holding the table, and stood there straight.

. . . "" Patriarch Fei did not say anything. In his mind, he recalled what Yi Lanyou had said at the port last night.

At that time, he only thought that Yi Lanyou was afraid and wanted to divert his attention.

But. . .

Patriarch Fei looked at Zhang Ya.

"The person who matches Fei Jiayang's heart is never Yi Lanyou. " Zhang Ya looked directly into Patriarch Fei's eyes and said, "She just lied to you to protect the people around her. How does it feel to be fooled for so long?"

"Seeing the heart that saved Fei Jiayang being destroyed in front of my eyes. . . It must feel bad, right?" The corner of Zhang Ya's mouth raised slightly.

"Who is it?" Patriarch Fei looked into Zhang Ya's eyes.

"You want to know?" Zhang Ya asked with a smile.

"You know. " Patriarch Fei said.

"Of course I know. " Zhang Ya said, "How can I not know about my own heart?"

"!" Hearing that, Patriarch Fei immediately looked at Zhang Ya's heart and then looked at her eyes in disbelief.

"You have never done any experiments on us experimental subjects to match Fei Jiayang's heart, right?" Zhang Ya took a step closer to Patriarch Fei, and the pressure on her body followed.

. . . "" Patriarch Fei could not deny that he had never tested Fei Jiayang's heart compatibility.

"Your confidence, your pride, and your conceit. " The corner of Zhang Ya's mouth raised slightly, "All of them were played by Yi Lanyou in her hands. This feeling, it must not be pleasant, right?"

The disdain and ridicule in Zhang Ya's eyes were not concealed at all.

Looking at Zhang Ya's eyes, Patriarch Fei staggered two steps back and supported the table beside him before stabilizing his body.

Yi Lanyou's face and Yuan Dingtian's mind alternated again and again, and an endless chill spread out from the bottom of his heart.

That grandchild was like a curse that he would never be able to escape from for the rest of his life.

Even if Yi Lanyou died, she would not let him go. . .

"Make your choice. " Zhang Ya looked at Patriarch Fei and said calmly, "Make a choice between the most perfect test subject in your life and your only granddaughter. "

After saying this, Zhang Ya looked at Patriarch Fei deeply again.

Seeing the disbelief in Patriarch Fei's eyes, Zhang Ya felt some joy of revenge in her heart.

"You lied to me. " Patriarch Fei looked at Zhang Ya.

Just like how Zhang Ya wanted to find clues on Patriarch Fei's face when she heard the news of Yi Lanyou's death, Patriarch Fei also stared at Zhang Ya in the same way.

"Hehe. " Zhang Ya laughed lightly and said to the pair of eyes that were searching for the truth in a panic. "You will decide who dies. "

After saying this, Zhang Ya turned around and strode out of Patriarch Fei's office.

She would feel disgusted if she stayed in this place for even a second longer!

After Zhang Ya left, Patriarch Fei felt like the world was spinning around him.

One of them was the best successor he had found over the years, his most perfect experimental subject.

The other was the one he held in his hands that hurt so much, his only granddaughter.

Not choosing who to live, but choosing who to die!

Patriarch Fei felt his chest tighten, and his breathing also quickened.

He hurriedly went around the table, opened the drawer, and took out a medicine bottle. He trembled, poured out the medicine, and swallowed it forcefully.

After a long time, Patriarch Fei finally breathed heavily and collapsed on the chair.

Why?

Did the heavens really not have eyes?

For the sake of dreams, for the sake of research, he had not done enough?

What else did he have to do. . .

What else did he want him to do. . .

Zhang Ya returned to her room to rest and found that Wan Xinghao and Shen Xiangyang were already waiting for her in the room. Ye Jiayun was also there.

A moment of panic flashed across Zhang Ya's eyes and she immediately changed her expression.

"How is it?" Shen Xiangyang did not notice that Zhang Ya was not right and immediately rushed forward to ask, "Aunt Zhang Ya, have you contacted Aunt Youyou?"

"Yes, did you tell her about the situation here?" Ye Jiayun asked.

He heard Shen Xiangyang tell her about the things that the unknown uncle told her. Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

No matter how much time passed, he still felt that this place was hell on earth.

Those bad memories would attack him from time to time.

That was the fear that was engraved in his bones.

Ye Jiayun really didn't want the darkness in this place to spread to the outside world.

The people outside were innocent.

"I did not contact Youyou. " Zhang Ya said, "He. . . Is guarding against me. "

Zhang Ya really could not speak and tell them that Yi Lanyou was already dead.2

Other than Wan Xinghao, everyone else here had the belief that Yi Lanyou would definitely come and save everyone and had persisted until now.

If they told them what happened to Yi Lanyou at this time, it would only bring them greater panic and despair. It would be useless.

"I see. . . " Shen Xiangyang sighed deeply.

"I think so too. How can it be so easy?" Ye Jiayun sighed as well. "It's been hard on you. Thank you for your hard work. "

"I'm fine. " Zhang Ya gently shook her head. The corner of her mouth raised stiffly and revealed a forced smile.

"Wan Xinghao only took a deep look at Zhang Ya and did not say anything.

. . . "" Shen Xiangyang lowered his head as if he was disappointed.

"Keep your spirits up. " Zhang Ya reached out to rub Shen Xiangyang's head and said, "Even if he is guarding against me contacting Youyou, we can still think of other ways to spread the news. "

"Is it useful to send the news out?" Shen Xiangyang said anxiously, "If it is not Aunt Youyou, it might not be possible. . . "

"If we can send the news out, Youyou might be able to receive it indirectly. " Zhang Ya said.

"But it's so shocking, like a novel. Would anyone really believe it? . . . " Ye Jiayun hesitated.

He felt that even if he called the police right now and told them that someone was doing biochemistry, it might cause a huge crisis like a zombie siege. The operator might be kind enough to help him get 120 and get a psychiatrist to help him take a look. . .

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