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Chapter 142 How to Kill a Giant Baby 14
Su Jinzhi actually wanted to look back at Huai Zhou that day, but they were surrounded by people. Among them, Bart had the most venomous eyes. Any extra gaze exchange between him and Huai Zhou might arouse his suspicion.
And once the matter between him and Huai Zhou was discovered by Bart, then he could basically start all over again in this world.
So Su Jinzhi kept enduring it, he could feel Huai Zhou's eyes falling on the back of his head, but he never looked back.
Inexplicably, he felt that this scene was a bit familiar, as if he had walked forward without looking back, and the man was standing behind him, expecting him to look back at him.
The moment this scene appeared in his mind, Su Jinzhi's footsteps suddenly slowed down. There was an impulse that was difficult to suppress in his chest. This impulse drove him to look back and change the scene in his mind. , As if doing so can change history by changing memory.
But fortunately, Bart suddenly spoke: "Jimmy, Dad will accompany you to read, OK?"
Bart’s words sounded like an alarm bell. Su Jinzhi’s ears rang loudly. Su Jinzhi regained his senses and suppressed the idea of turning back. He gave a soft "um" sound, and Bartra held his hand. He led him into the house like a kind father, and also blocked the line of sight behind him, but the heat of that line of sight seemed to burn his back, leaving deep marks on his back.
Su Jinzhi couldn't control himself not to think about him.
After Bart passed all the calculation data he needed this time to Su Jinzhi, he sat down on the small sofa in the study and looked at himself with the newspaper and book as before.
Su Jinzhi lay on the carpet, his black charcoal pen in his hand fluently wrote out the answers one by one on the paper. These dense formulas and a lot of data to be calculated are as simple as the equation of 1+1=2 before him. , This kind of calculation ability seems to be the instinct hidden in his mind, so that he can see the answer at a glance without using his brain.
But he didn't make calculations at all, so when the rain fell, Su Jinzhi heard a slight rustling sound for the first time. He turned his head to look, and the peculiar dim tone of rain quickly occupied all his sight.
Su Jinzhi felt that the rain was a little strange, and it was in his expectation, because it seemed that no matter which world he was in, once his mood got a little worse, the weather would be gloomy, as if these worlds were controlled by his consciousness. .
The rain outside the window gradually increased, and the raindrops fell on the ground and spattered splashes of water. A layer of snow-white water mist filled a position about ten centimeters above the ground. The sound of rain seemed to have a hypnotic effect. Su Jinzhi Lie on the carpet and fell asleep without knowing it.
And every time he sleeps and dreams, Su Jinzhi feels that he would never dream of a good thing, giving him the illusion that nothing in his past memory is worth recalling.
But this time the dream was different.
In his dream, he was still writing, but what he wrote was not these boring numbers and formulas, but a love poem.
He was also lying in front of a large French window. It was raining outside, but the room was very warm. He was lying on the ground wrapped in a heavy blanket, using an electronic pen to transcribe the love poems left in the ancient books on the sensor light board, and then gave it to A person sent it over, and that person quickly responded to him——
[Honey, did you write these love poems? ]
[Of course not, I'm just a researcher, how can I write such a poem? ]
[Oh……]
This simple word seemed to contain a deep sorrow, accusing him of not knowing romance, so he quickly wrote another formula in the dream. The formula is very simple, that Huai Zhou once gave him The written Cartesian heart function expression.
[The only thing I can write for you is this formula. ]
[...]
[Why don't you speak? ]
[I don’t know what to say, because I just want to hug you now. Dear Sue, when can I come to the earth to find you? ]
[Soon, I heard that the development of the vaccine has come to an end. After I get the vaccine, we will be together forever...]
"Jimmy..."
In the dream, he seemed to continue to write something, but Su Jinzhi heard someone calling him, and the shout made his dream intermittent, unable to continue.
Su Jinzhi blinked and met a pair of dark brown eyes. There were some deep and shallow wrinkles around those eyes, indicating that the age of the master was no longer young.
"Jimmy?"
Bart called him again, but Su Jinzhi completely recovered, and he felt his head groggy.
"Dad?" Su Jinzhi supported the bed and wanted to get up. He looked around and found that he had been sent back to his bedroom. He was lying on the bed with a thick and cool ice kerchief on his forehead.
"Don't get up, you have a fever." Bart pressed him to lie down again, not letting him get up, "It's all to blame Dad, I didn't find you asleep on the carpet, so you caught a cold." Bart wrinkled slightly. He raised his eyebrows, touched his face with his hands, and sincerely apologized, as if he was a father who really loved his son, feeling guilty for his temporary negligence.
But if he really cared about his son, Bart would not let him lie there and sleep until he caught a cold without noticing it.
However, although Bart is not a good father, he is trying to act as a good father. Su Jinzhi can't fall behind. He immediately put on the appearance of a caring young son, comforting Bart: "It's okay, Dad, I am not uncomfortable at all... "
Although he said that, Su Jinzhi deliberately blushed his eyes, pretending to be pathetic and miserable.
"Daddy's Jimmy is so sensible." Bart took the ice kerchief from his head and replaced him with a new one. "But I still have to ask the doctor to come over and show you. Jimmy should be good, okay?"
Su Jinzhi nodded very obediently.
Seeing that he was really well-behaved, Bart turned around and winked at the subordinates behind him. After a few seconds, a doctor in a white coat followed Bart's subordinates.
I don't know why, after the ice kerchief was pressed on his head, it was indeed a lot cooler, and it also made him awake a lot, but once his thinking became clear, Su Jinzhi could perceive all kinds of physical discomfort.
Among the various minor diseases of human beings, fever is one of the more tormenting ones. Su Jinzhi has had a fever many times, and he is almost accustomed to the discomfort caused by this kind of high fever, but this time, he actually felt that his lower abdomen was somewhat pain?
I have never heard of fever that accompanies lower abdomen pain. If Bart was here, Su Jinzhi would like to lift the quilt to see what happened to his stomach.
So when the doctor in the white coat came in, Su Jinzhi didn't lift his head, his eyes drooped, and finally Bart spoke first: "Jimmy, Doctor Ji is here."
Doctor Chicken?
This doctor's name is really fashionable.
Su Jinzhi immediately got excited when he heard the doctor's surname, and immediately looked up at the chicken doctor.
Dr. Chicken didn't wear a mask. He was an Asian Qingjun with a face exposed, his hair neatly combed to the back of his head, and the button on his shirt was buttoned to the last, making him very cold and abstinent. He is about 1.8 meters tall, he is not short when standing next to the purebred Westerner Bart, his features are handsome, and his expression is cold, but these are not reasons to attract Su Jinzhi to stare at him.
Su Jinzhi kept staring at him because he felt that if No.1 was covered with human skin, not to mention real human skin, it would be the humanoid skin of a bionic person, and it would look like this, and he looked at him indifferently, It makes people feel that he is exactly the same as No.1.
"Jimmy, this is Doctor Ji. He is here to treat you." Bart said, and struck Su Jinzhi's head again, and asked his subordinates to lift a chair for the doctor and put it next to the bed. "Dad It’s out there, what can I call Dad."
Su Jinzhi glanced at Bart, then aimed at this Doctor Chicken, and then nodded more obediently.
After Dr. Chicken sat down, he took out a small white notebook and pen to take notes. After Bart went out, before he could speak, Su Jinzhi asked: "Doctor Chicken?"
After hearing Su Jinzhi's words, the doctor raised his eyebrows: "Which machine?"
"Rooster's chicken." Su Jinzhi replied without hesitation.
Doctor Ji: "..."
Su Jinzhi asked him carefully: "I was right?"
"...It's the machine of the machine." Doctor Ji looked at him coldly, his voice was exactly the number one voice after eliminating the mechanical and electronic noise.
Su Jinzhi slapped his thigh: "Number One, why did you become like this?"
"I'll treat you." Number One glanced at him, took the pen cover off the cap, and wrote something in the notebook.
"What can I have?"
"But Bart thinks you are sick." Without raising his head, he continued to write and draw in his notebook, "So he asked me to do psychological counseling and hypnosis for you. I want to know how you have changed recently. You are more loyal and obedient to him."
Su Jinzhi felt very strange: "I have changed, where did I change?" His personal design has not collapsed. The image of his good son, the giant baby, is maintained very well, and he has to churn out a large bottle of milk every morning.
"Because these few times when Bart came to see you, you didn't stick to him and let him sing you a lullaby, say good night, and accompany you to sleep." The voice of No. 1 is still as cold as before, but because there is no mechanical noise, He was wearing a human skin again, so his voice felt a little more popular, "So Bart thinks you are empathetic."
Su Jinzhi touched his nose with some guilty conscience. He still does these things every night. After all, this is the original person's design. Giant infants like to cling to people close to him, but the object has changed from Bart to Huai Zhou. .
"So are you hypnotizing me now?"
"Insane." Number One didn't bother to look at him, "If you are hypnotized, I won't have to come over."
"Then why are you here?"
Number One raised his eyes and glanced at him: "I'll do memory grooming for you."