Demon change the world

Chapter 48 Delusion X Just need + hypnosis
Yao Guangke, NO.13 office.

Four men and three women, a total of seven secret service personnel.

They sat in chairs, anxiously and patiently waiting for someone to arrive.

They knew each other, but they didn't have the slightest intention to communicate at the moment.

Some people looked nervous and grabbed the air repeatedly, as if they were training the strength of their forearms to divert their attention.

Some people look at the nose and the heart with their eyes, just like an old monk in meditation.

Some people's foreheads were dripping with sweat, and their uniforms were soaked in hot sweat.

There are also people who pretend to be calm, but their eyes move around, inadvertently revealing the anxiety in their hearts.

These seven secret service personnel attach great importance to the boss who is coming to guide him soon.

Although the external performance is different, the mood is unexpectedly the same.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

The sound of steady footsteps sounded outside.

At first, the seven of them thought it was an illusion caused by being too nervous.

The sound of footsteps gradually became clearer, from far to near.

near...

Closer!
The door was pushed open silently, and a thin young man in a white coat slowly walked in.

This person has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, handsome facial features, and a clean and refreshing temperament.

On his chest is an identity plate that reads [Yaoguang Branch——Team Leader of Secret Service 13—Yan Anqing—Number 19S0A25]

The seven stood up with a "wow".

They looked stiff and didn't know where to put their hands.

In fact, even the seven people present could recognize each other's identity without the need for an identity plate.

"Yan Shen!" The youngest boy in the Secret Service Group of Seven couldn't hold back the excitement and excitement in his heart, and blurted out.

"Hello."

Yan Anqing nodded towards him, and then his eyes fell on the rest of the members, "Although it's the first time we meet, I've read all your files."

There are 13 members of the Special Service Team, including myself, the leader who is not worthy of the name.

But from a good point of view, these people are all mentally developed and sound, knowing what level of background, strength and position they have, and what kind of posture they should show when facing different people.

Emotional intelligence is too low, and the guy who thinks he is the second in the world usually doesn't get a job in the seventeenth department.

According to Yan Anqing's observations over the past few months, it seems that only Xie Zhe is an exception.

In fact, with his current popularity, it is impossible to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

There was no incident of pretending to face.

In front of Yan Anqing, these secret service personnel were very honest and well-behaved, just like seeing a wild cat or a mouse, they didn't dare to be presumptuous at all.

"you you you……"

Yan Anqing held a stack of documents in his hand, scanned a little, and found six people.

The eyes of the secret service men and women who were pointed out lit up.

The one who was ignored was a middle-aged man.

The expression on his face became much darker in an instant.

"Several of you, sit down."

After giving this order, Yan Anqing focused his attention on the middle-aged man: "The longing man."

"Symptoms vary in severity. Maybe it's because... I've been idle for too long? Need me to arrange something for you?"

"In my opinion, except for Jia Yuanliang, other people's symptoms can be adjusted by themselves."

After finishing speaking, Yan Anqing waved to the standing middle-aged man.

Jia Yuanliang, a member of the 13th group of Yaoguang Ke Teqin.

This person's food intake in the past two weeks has tripled, and at the same time, he has actively increased the amount of training, as if he would not give up until he tossed himself to death.

This is purely making life difficult for myself.

If he hadn't read this person's resume, Yan Anqing would have suspected that his genes already had a strong tendency to self-destruct.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

Hearing Yan Anqing's words, a look of grief appeared on the middle-aged man's razor-sharp face.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath before he managed to adjust his emotions.

"My mother... is dying."

"From childhood to adulthood, she has paid a lot for me."

"In any case, you must try as much as possible!"

"I, must become a person with silver pupils!"

As he spoke, the man's eyes turned red and his voice choked up.

Yan Anqing nodded noncommittally.

He specially found out the other party's information and read it in detail.

Jia Yuanliang's father died young, and he was brought up by his mother alone.

As a single mother, life is difficult. Along the way, I don't know how much I have suffered and how much I have suffered.

Years of hard work had completely broken her body.

As she grew older, various diseases swarmed in, eroding her health.

Jia Yuanliang's mother's vitality is like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time, but because of the symptoms of liver and kidney failure, many medicines cannot be used.

Although there is a saying that "strong medicine is used in severe cases", it is not suitable for patients who are exhausted.

The current medical methods can only barely delay the time and delay the progression of the disease.

The attending doctor concluded that Jia Yuanliang's mother only had one or two months to live...

Watching her linger on the hospital bed in pain, or injecting chemicals to euthanize her?
As a son, Jia Yuanliang couldn't make a choice.

Now every day, he lives in the torment of inner pain.

In Jia Yuanliang's view, the only hope for his mother to recover is the Wuji cells.

Recently, Dr. Qu Li and Dr. Jiang Xinyue are both researching the project of non-polar cell allogeneic implantation, but they have been unable to solve the intermittent rejection reaction.

What's more, Promise cells are the most precious and rare research materials. Countless people eagerly hope that the benefits will fall on themselves. There are countless competitors. Why use it on Jia Yuanliang's mother?

He and his mother, in this regard, are not competitive enough.

Others become silver-eyed people just to satisfy their own delusions and look forward to having a more colorful life.

But for Jia Yuanliang, becoming a person with silver pupils is just a necessity!

If the infinite cells in his body were transplanted to his mother, would it be all right?

Moreover, between parents and children, the rejection reaction should be reduced a lot!
Bone marrow hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, liver, kidney transplantation...

Although Jia Yuanliang doesn't understand these things very well, in his mind, there should be similarities in the same way.

"If gluttony and self-mutilation can turn you into a person with silver eyes, is there still such a thing as a longing person?"

Yan Anqing scolded: "You've ruined yourself like this, what should your mother do? Who will take care of her?"

The high-spirited and burly man was reprimanded, all the cold and hard disguise these days were shattered, and tears flowed out.

Jia Yuanliang cried like a child: "But, I can't help it..."

After breaking through the opponent's psychological defense, Yan Anqing's voice suddenly became hoarse and deep.

"Your name, Jia Yuanliang."

"Yao Guangke, a staff member of the thirteenth special service team."

"You are a dutiful son."

The middle-aged man wiped away his tears and nodded.

"You feel like you've failed your mother's expectations."

"You failed to stand out and let her enjoy her old age and family happiness."

"You want to make it up to her."

The expression on Jia Yuanliang's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes also became empty and lifeless.

"Yes."

"You think that if you become a silver-eyed person, you can transplant your infinite cells to your mother."

"Like bone marrow donation, liver and kidney transplant."

"Between relatives who are related by blood, the matching success rate is higher."

Jia Yuanliang's eyes gradually dimmed, his expression was dazed, his voice was ethereal, as if it was mechanically synthesized, and it seemed to be whispering to himself: "That's right."

When the young man who claimed to be a god before saw this, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh: "Hold the grass... hypnotize? It's amazing!"

The other six Secret Service officers present couldn't help but hold their breath and looked at each other.

Yan Anqing is one of the most popular and hottest star scientists in Mojike recently.

But no one has heard of it, he also knows hypnotism...

(End of this chapter)