When he walked to the side of the road, Ye Wuque found a protruding rock and sat there, waiting for a car to pass by, and then took a ride.

But in Ye Wuque's current state, it may be a bit difficult to wait until someone is willing to take him.

After waiting for about half an hour, three cars passed during this period, and two cars ignored Ye Wuque. One car slowed down at least. He looked at Ye Wuque's dirty body and immediately accelerated away.

Just when Ye Wuque was almost discouraged, the shabby small truck drove over.

The small truck was filled with some scattered things, the front of the hatchback and the red body, which drove a little slow and shaky. Although Ye Wuque was a little disgusted, he knew in his heart that he might be able to sit in this car, even if it was in the back.

Ye Wuque immediately stood up, crossed directly in the middle of the road, threw away the mop pole, and waved his hand desperately, as if you would hit me to death without stopping.

The red small truck drove over, stopped slowly, and then a head stretched out from the window.

He was an old black man in his fifties and sixties, with sparse short gray hair on his head, wearing a denim jacket, and a gray shirt that was washed a little faded.

The old black man was hand-mounted on the car window, looking idle, took a sip of his hand cigarette, and asked leisurely: "whatthefuck?"

Fortunately, Ye Wuque's English is pretty good. Although he was greeted at the beginning, Ye Wuque felt very unhappy and immediately answered tactfully: "fucku."

Then he asked the old man to take him into the car.

When he heard Ye Wuque's a little awkward answer, he immediately smiled. He obviously liked Ye Wuque's little temper, so he immediately patted the car window, meaning that Ye Wuque got into the car.

Ye Wuque walked to the front of the car and said that he was dirty and just sat in the back.

The old black man was not happy and insisted on letting Ye Wuque sit in the passenger seat.

When he got into the car, the old man said that he could only take Ye Wuque for a long way, and he got home immediately, and then asked Ye Wuque where he was going.

Ye Wuque didn't know where to go, so he said that he was kidnapped and left here. Others thought he was dead, but he escaped by chance.

The old black man looked at Ye Wuque with a surprised look, smiled awkwardly, and said something like a coincidence.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Wuque showed a confused expression and asked what was going on.

The old black man said that he was also kidnapped and left behind nearby, but that happened many years ago. At that time, the United States was still fighting.

Ye Wuque smiled immediately and realized that the old man was probably a slave when he was a child. The so-called kidnapping and his kidnapping are completely different concepts. This is probably the American people's sense of humor, but Ye Wuque did not find it very funny.

The two of them introduced themselves a little. The old man named Tom, and Ye Wuque asked the old man to call him Ye. After all, the old man was not very quick-witted, and the old man couldn't read the two words Wuque clearly.

After driving for about ten minutes, Tom turned from the road to the small road, and a small manor in the distance entered Ye Wuque's eyes.

There is only one two-story wooden house in the manor and a few fields. It seems that Tom will still retain his previous habits and make up the land.

After getting off the car, Tom saw that Ye Wuque was not very convenient, so he refused Ye Wuque's help. He moved some newly bought farm tools and groceries from the back of the car to the warehouse by himself, then put water on Ye Wuque, let Ye Wuque take a shower, and change into clean clothes.

Ye Wuque packed everything and came downstairs and saw Tom preparing things. The staple food was mashed potatoes and a little lamb chop. Ye Wuque knew that his body might not be able to eat meat, so he ate a lot of easy-to-digest mashed potatoes.

After dinner, Tom prepared the stove and told Ye Wuque that it would be a little cold at night. Tom would set up a zero-hour bed for Ye Wuque on the stove so that Ye Wuque could live here.

Ye Wuque nodded, said thank you several times, and told Tom that he would not stay here for a long time, and someone would probably pick him up in a few days.

Old Tom and Ye Wuque chatted for a while, then went back to the second floor to sleep by themselves. Ye Wuque wrapped in a blanket and began to feel a little drowsy.

The moment he was about to fall asleep, Ye Wuque's limbs suddenly began to heat up, and then a stinging sensation came. Ye Wuque opened his mouth, let out a painful roar in his throat, struggled to raise his hand and looked at it, and was stunned.

For some reason, his whole arm turned into a strange blue color, just like the color of meridian blood vessels. And his limbs began to become stiff.

What's going on?

Ye Wuque pinched his arm, but found that his arm began to become hard, just like a stone, and it would probably not take long to completely hard.

Not only that, Ye Wuque's breathing began to become more and more rapid, and his mind was even more dizzy and uncontrollable.

What's going on?

Ye Wuque's mind was in chaos. He looked up at the wall clock in the distance and was stunned to find that it was about twelve hours since he left the hospital.

When he was in the ward before, the nurse gave him a drug every twelve hours.

Could it be that the drug the nurse injected him before was some special inhibitor to inhibit this kind of thing?

Ye Wuque struggled to stand up, feeling his limbs becoming more and more stiff, the pain becoming stronger and stronger, and the dizziness accompanied by his mind, he realized that he was now in a state of hypoxia, which was particularly prominent in his limbs.

It seems that this is the effect of the special solution that Ye Wuque was injected during the operation!

No wonder those people are discussing how many days they can live after throwing him out.

In this case, as long as a person encounters a little something, such as a wild dog, a snake, or a scorpion, can be easily killed.

Or when you are walking on the road, your limbs suddenly start to hurt. A car comes over and you can take you to hell! But Ye Wuque still can't figure out why he wants to die, but he wants to cause such trouble. Isn't it okay to just kill him?

Ye Wuque stood up tremblingly and wanted to hold the table, but accidentally touched the cup on the table.

Old Tom prepared a glass of water for Ye Wuque and placed it on the table next to him, so as to avoid Ye Wuque being unfamiliar with this place and getting up to drink water at night and not finding a place.

The cup was broken instantly, and there was a sound upstairs immediately. Old Tom's voice then rang: "Ye? Are you okay!"

When Ye Wuque moved, the pain suddenly aggravated a little. The pain made Ye Wuque unable to speak directly. With a thud, he knelt on the ground.

Old Tom immediately rushed down the stairs, holding a piece of clothing in his hand.

"What’s wrong with you?"

When Old Tom saw Ye Wuque kneeling on the ground, supporting the floor with both hands, his face turned pale, he was startled and immediately walked over, grabbed Ye Wuque's arm, and immediately felt something was wrong with Ye Wuque's arm. When he looked down, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

"Your hand..."

Ye Wuque raised his head in discomfort, and the blue veins on his face burst out. He opened his mouth and said word by word: "I had been injected with a kind of injected... I don't know what liquid. If I guessed correctly, I will be injected with an inhibitor in twelve hours. I don't know, without the inhibitor, this will turn out."

As soon as Ye Wuque finished speaking, he felt a surge in his stomach and almost vomited.

This feeling makes you feel hot, dizzy, tingling, wanting to vomit, and you have no ability to take care of yourself and may encounter danger at any time.

Who can escape and survive?

"Show me."

Old Tom grabbed Ye Wuque's arm, pinched it a few times, immediately lifted Ye Wuque's feet and pinched it a few times, then took off Ye Wuque's clothes, pressed Ye Wuque's chest suddenly, and then asked, "Does it hurt in your chest?"

Ye Wuque shook his head.

Old Tom frowned and muttered softly: "It's impossible. This kind of potion should not have been produced. With the current technology, this kind of potion cannot be produced at all."

Old Tom paused, immediately turned around and went to the kitchen to get two eggs and a bowl, beat the eggs into the bowl, and said in an almost commanding tone: "Drink it, immediately."

Ye Wuque didn't care about that much, he picked up the bowl and drank it.

As soon as the raw eggs were in the stomach and intestines, Ye Wuque immediately felt a cool feeling, and the heat on his body suddenly became much more intense.

"Are you better?"

Old Tom asked with concern.

Ye Wuque nodded. After the two raw eggs were put down, Ye Wuque immediately felt much more comfortable, and the tingling sensation on his limbs was relieved a lot in the next few minutes.

"Come with me."

Old Tom raised Ye Wuque and walked upstairs.

When Ye Wuque started taking a shower on the second floor, he noticed that there was a very small room in the house. It looked mysterious, but he was polite, so Ye Wuque still didn't ask about it.

Unexpectedly, Old Tom took Ye Wuque directly into the room. When the lights were turned on, there were all glass bottles and jars and colorful potions inside.

"I used to be a university teacher who specialized in a specialty drug. I have about two million yuan in funding every year. Just a few years ago, for some reason, my research was stopped and all the research results were taken away overnight."

Old Tom sat down next to Ye Wuque, picked up a needle tube, and wanted to draw blood for Ye Wuque: "So, I came back here and continued my work. Although I did not have the support of funds and the research progress was slow, it didn't matter."

Old Tom did not draw a lot of blood, and immediately turned to the electron microscope and continued: "The drug I studied is used to kill prisoners. It is similar to a blood coagulation agent that can greatly reduce the blood's oxygen transport ability. The injector will feel difficulty breathing within half an hour, and even fall into a coma, and finally die of stiff limbs in a coma."

Old Tom looked up at Ye Wuque and said solemnly: "The symptoms are extremely similar to your current symptoms. This drug can be neutralized with pure protein, but the effect is only very short-term."

Ye Wuque nodded, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Although the physical pain had been relieved a lot, the whole body was still very hot, and the physical strength seemed to be exhausted in an instant. Ye Wuque now seemed extremely tired.

After a few minutes, Old Tom raised his head and looked extremely solemn: "The micromolecules in your blood have similarities to the agents I studied, but the structure is even more complicated than I thought."

As he said that, Old Tom paused again and scratched his head in distress: "Strictly speaking, the current technology does not have the ability to prepare this kind of drug at all. Not to mention that there is no one now, it will not be possible in the past five years."

"What should I do?"

Ye Wuque only cares about the results.

"If you stay here for a few days, I have already had a solution to resist this drug, but I don't know if it works for what's in your body."

Old Tom turned around and flipped through the cabinet: "If it really doesn't work, you can only eat more eggs to relieve it for a short time."

Ye Wuque smiled bitterly, the raw eggs tasted badly.

Old Tom went downstairs to eat Ye Wuque, and then sent Ye Wuque downstairs, allowing Ye Wuque to continue to rest, and also gave Ye Wuque a bell. If there was anything, let Ye Wuque roam the bell.

In addition, Old Tom also told Ye Wuque that he had notified other people that Old Tom knew a Chinese old man who knew qigong. Although Old Tom didn't know if it would be useful, he still wanted the old man to come and have a look.

In this way, Ye Wuque fell asleep in pain, and Old Tom gave up the rest and studied upstairs.

The next morning, the old Tom called Ye Wuque. Ye Wuque's limbs were numb. Old Tom asked Ye Wuque to get up and move, and then prepared a cup of coffee and eggs, saying that the old man would come soon.

Ye Wuque walked around the yard with a crutch for a few times, and soon he saw a yellow classic car driving over.

The car stopped slowly in the yard, and two people got out of the car immediately.

One of them was an old man over 1.6 meters tall, with a hunched body, his hair was white, but his eyes were shining brightly. He was wearing a simple plain gown and looked extra friendly.

The other man was a middle-aged man in his thirties, extremely strong, 1.9 meters tall, and walked like a bear.
Chapter completed!