Chapter 157 I didn't expect to catch such a good thing

When Shen Ranxin walked into the A3 detention room, he was really angry and wanted to beat Shen Ziqing to death.

But now that he was actually sitting in front of Shen Ziqing, his desire to beat him up was much lessened.

The detention room here is not as luxurious as Lu Zhi's large flat. This one is truly airtight on all sides, with only a small window on the iron door.

There was nothing else except a cold camp bed in the corner and an iron bench in the middle of the room.

Shen Ziqing was sitting on a stool with his hands tied behind his back. When he heard the sound of the iron door opening, he raised his head, revealing a pale chin under the wide hood.

He curled his lips and smiled: "What's the matter, my good son, are you planning to--uh-huh!"

Shen Ranxin rubbed the blood on his finger bones.

Men are indeed very fickle.

For example, he didn't want to hit him just now, but when he heard such a worthy voice, he couldn't help it.

Shen Ziqing was knocked to the ground along with his stool.

Shen Ranxin’s punch was so powerful that it knocked out one of his back teeth.

Sticky blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. Shen Ziqing moved his lips, spit out the teeth in his mouth, and grinned with a muffled laugh.

"So angry? Is your little Alpha about to die? He grew up with me for a few years, and I was so upset about his glands... Ugh!"

Shen Ranxin grabbed Shen Ziqing by the collar and punched him again.

This punch took Shen Ziqing a long time to recover, and even his breathing stopped for half a minute.

"Do you fucking know how disgusting you are?" Shen Ranxin pulled up Shen Ziqing's collar and looked down at him: "Do you think you are so affectionate and awesome now? Oh my God, how can there be someone as infatuated as you in the world, torturing living people to death one after another for a dead person..."

The words he uttered were not much better than those of Shen Ziqing. Shen Ziqing's face collapsed. He struggled with both hands to grab the collar of his son's shirt and roared hoarsely: "What the hell did you say?!"

"I say, you are a brainless idiot!" Shen Ranxin stood up and kicked him. "Yes, the person you like, Wei Zhi, is very pitiful and miserable, so what? What does this have to do with my mother? What does this have to do with me? What does this have to do with Lu Zhi? What does this have to do with the thousands of people you used for human experiments?"

Shen Ziqing's body was very weak after being cloned so many times. His pale skin looked a little weird against the bloodstains. Shen Ranxin grabbed his hair, pulled him up from the ground, and pressed him on the iron table.

The iron table has a surface that is so smooth that it can reflect a blurry human figure.

"You loved him so much. When he died, why didn't you die with him? Huh? Why did you live to harm others? I used to think that my mother was willing to become like that, but now I know that she was not. She was harmed by you!"

Shen Ranxin bent his knees and pushed Shen Ziqing's legs directly onto the table. The violent impact made a loud noise.

"It was you who made her think that as long as she tried harder, as long as she loved you a little more, you would change your mind and give her even a little bit of affection! If you don't like her, don't fucking marry her, and don't fucking use the susceptible period as an excuse to get her pregnant! You think you are so great and righteous, and you are so brave for the person you love, but you are a complete idiot! Scum! If you go down and meet your Wei Huizhi, will he think you are affectionate? He will only think you are disgusting! You keep saying your lover is your lover, but the way you love him is to go crazy and bite every innocent person around him to death after he dies?"

Shen Ziqing's face was covered in blood, and his cheeks were shaking violently. His usual cold and self-sustaining appearance was broken, and he roared like a madman: "Shut up! Shut up!!"

"Shut the fuck up." Shen Ranxin grabbed his hair and slammed him hard on the table: "I've wanted to kill you for a long time! You are the most damnable person in the world! For so many years, you have only lived in your own imagination, you should have died long ago!"

Shen Ziqing didn't have the strength to fight back. He slid to the ground like a dead dog, and blood mixed with saliva kept spitting out of his mouth.

He once had a superior body and a unique brain.

He was once a young man full of vigor and vitality.

Before meeting Wei Huizhi, he was the successful young master of the Shen family, the pride of everyone, the one standing on the top of the mountain and looking down on all living beings.

He also had dreams, clear goals, and looked forward to the future.

Until Wei Huizhi stood beside him, he fell fiercely into the abyss in front of him, and was smashed to pieces and heartbroken.

From that moment on, all his dreams, goals and visions for the future turned into a huge black hole. He became a walking corpse, and the people around him were naturally no longer within his consideration.

He knew he was sick, but he didn't care.

He is committed to the research of human cloning and gland transplantation technology. He wants to "resurrect" Wei Huizhi using his last bit of genes.

Shen Ranxin's joints were also covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or Shen Ziqing's.

But, they all seem the same.

He has Shen Ziqing's blood, and is selfish and cold in his bones.

Shen Ranxin took out the small bottle containing Wei Huizhi's genes and placed it in front of Shen Ziqing: "You want this, right?"

A strong light suddenly burst out of Shen Ziqing's eyes. He stretched out his hand and grasped the bottle in his palm: "Huizhi... give it to me... Huizhi..."

"Why don't you open it and take a closer look?" Shen Ranxin stood up and pressed Shen Ziqing's hand with his toes: "Can it still be opened?"

Shen Ziqing trembled as he held the bottle in his arms. He gently rubbed the bottle with his thumb. After a while, he suddenly froze: "This is not... This is not..."

"Yes, this is not Wei Huizhi's gene." Shen Ranxin squatted down and looked at his father: "This is just a gene synthesized through technology. There are hundreds of billions of gene sequences in it. I mixed Wei Huizhi's gene sequence in it."

Shen Ziqing seemed to collapse at that moment. He lay on his back on the ground, his mouth open but unable to shout. Endless despair enveloped him inch by inch.

Shen Ranxin lowered his eyes: "Tsk, I should really be your son. After all, seeing you like this, I feel really good."

Shen Ziqing held the bottle tightly, his eyes gradually becoming empty.

It is simply impossible to find the section belonging to Wei Huizhi from tens of billions of gene sequences. Shen Ranxin used another method to completely end the possibility of Wei Huizhi's resurrection.

"As long as I can be more cruel than you, I can appreciate your pain." Shen Ranxin shook his hands and whispered, "This is the truth you taught me since I was a child, father."

After he finished speaking, he used Shen Ziqing's clothes to wipe off the dust and blood on his shoes, then turned and walked out.

Shen Ziqing let out a low, desperate sob behind him.

Just like when he was a kid.

The cold light of the alien tube center shone on his body. Shen Ranxin took a deep breath, pulled up his lips and smiled. All the hostility in his body disappeared completely, and he walked towards the operating room.

Lu Yeshan and Cheng Cheng were both in front of the operating room. When they saw him, Lu Yeshan asked, "Is he dead?"

Shen Ranxin replied: "No."

Cheng Cheng glanced at Shen Ranxin with dissatisfaction and said with a sigh: "What's the reason? Is it because your beating skills are not up to par? Okay, I'll help you clean up."

Lu Yeshan pulled him back and said, "Why are you joining in the fun? Go back to the confinement room."

Cheng Cheng pursed his lips, hid beside Shen Ranxin and whispered, "You and your dad are really something. Others say that pulling out Dad's oxygen tube is just an abstract thing, but you two are serious about it. Hey, you said Lu Zhi is going to die on the operating table, can you come with me..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Ranxin raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Cheng Cheng pursed his lips and dared not speak.

Lu Yeshan wanted to kick this kid. Ever since he gave up on Shen Ranxin, this kid has completely stopped pretending and really needs some discipline.

Shen Ranxin sat on the chair and said, "I just think it's boring. I don't want Lu Zhi to wake up and see me covered in blood. That would be so scary... How long will it take? I'm going to take a shower first."

Lu Yeshan raised his hand and looked at his watch: "I don't know, go ahead, I'll call you, and I promise you'll be the first person to wait for Lu Zhi to wake up, okay?"

Shen Ranxin smoothed her hair, nodded, and turned to go to Lu Zhi's detention room.

*

Lu Zhi's operation took too long, a full seven days and seven nights, and the dean had to take shifts several times. Shen Ranxin was almost turned into a zombie, and the two big dark circles under his eyes were brighter than those of the pandas in the zoo next door.

He finally woke up.

Lu Zhi was lying in the medical cabin, looking at the person separated from him by a transparent glass cover, and blinked gently.

“Hey.” The dean’s face wasn’t much better, with a scruffy beard and half of his hair turned white. Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief: “He’s awake. If he hadn’t woken up, Shen Ranxin would have died first… You see, he woke up on the eighth day after all. If he had been in a coma for eight years, Shen Ranxin would have become a Daluo Jinxian.”

Shen Ranxin hadn't closed his eyes for seven days. Seeing Lu Zhi wake up, his tense nerves relaxed a little. He staggered and held onto the medical cabin, whispering, "Can we open the medical cabin now? Can I talk to him?"

Lu Yeshan walked over and opened the medical cabin.

Shen Ranxin opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"You finally woke up. I missed you so much?"

It's weird, and it's not like I'm going to be on the Spring Festival Gala.

"Luckily I didn't die, otherwise I would have to keep the widow alive, which would be very uncomfortable."

...Can you be more serious? It's already this hour and you're still not in tune?

"haven't seen you for a long time?"

Actually it wasn’t that long, and this is too corny.

"Are you feeling better now that you're awake?"

Isn't it too ordinary? It makes him look like a doctor making rounds.

Shen Ranxin's brain couldn't work anymore after not having a rest for seven days. It was a little overloaded at the moment.

He was silent for more than ten minutes.

He caught a glimpse of golden light coming from the windowsill out of the corner of his eye, opened his mouth, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"……Good morning."

Lu Zhi was silent for two seconds and narrowed his light golden eyes.

"Dude, who are you?"

Shen Ranxin: “…”

Lu Yeshan: “…”

Dean: “…”

Cheng Cheng: “?”

Cheng Cheng: “!”

Cheng Cheng: “(^o^)”

After suffering for half of my life, I never expected that I would encounter such a good thing.