So far, two people who can transplant his heart to Fei Jiayang have died. He doesn't know that in the vast crowd, he wants to find someone who can save his granddaughter's life.

Why is it so hard?

"You? Victims? " Zhang Ya seemed to hear some funny jokes, and her mouth turned up: "victim Everyone is entitled to use these three words except you! "

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ya bit the root of his teeth and said, "you don't deserve it!"

“……” Fei looked at Zhang Ya, his lips tight.

"You want a quiet heart, transplant it to Fei Jiayang..." Zhang Ya looked into the Fei's eyes and said, "you think youYou are the one whose heart matches Fei Jiayang, right?"

"Otherwise?" Fei asked.

"What if I told you that it wasn't her who matched fagyang's heart?" Zhang Ya asked.

"What do you say?" The owner of the fee family was stunned.

"You Should we have said something similar? " Zhang Ya straightened the waist pole, took back his hand holding the table, and the whole man stood there straight.

“……” The owner of Fei's family didn't speak, but in his mind he recalled that he was at the port last night. Ilanyou seemed to have said that.

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

But

Fei looked at Zhang Ya.

"The person who matches fajiayang's heart is never ilanyou." Zhang Ya looked into Fei's eyes and said, "she just cheated you to protect the people around her. What's the taste of being played for so long?"

"It's like seeing the heart that can save Fei Jiayang destroyed in front of his eyes Isn't it easy? " Zhang Ya's mouth is slightly raised.

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

"Want to know?" Zhang Ya asked with a smile.

"You know." Said the owner.

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

“!” Hearing this, the owner of the Fei family immediately looked at Zhang Ya's heart, and then looked at Zhang Ya's eyes incredulously.

"You've never done a heart match test on our subjects." Zhang Ya steps closer to Fei's master, and the sense of oppression comes with him.

“……” Fei can't deny that he didn't do the heart matching experiment.

"Your confidence, your pride, your ego." Zhang Ya's mouth is slightly raised: "all are played by Ilan you in the palm of the share. Isn't it a good taste?"

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

Looking at Zhang Ya's eyes, Fei's master staggers back two steps, holding on to the side of the table to stabilize his figure.

Yilanyou's face and Yuan Dingtian's brain appeared alternately, and the whole person spread infinite chill from the bottom of his heart.

That grandson is like a curse that he can't escape all his life.

Even if ilanyou died, he would not let him go

"Choose." Zhang Ya looked at Fei's master and said calmly, "make a choice between the most perfect experiment in your life and your only granddaughter."

After saying this, Zhang Ya took a deep look at the Fei family leader.

Seeing the astonishment in the eyes of Fei's master, Zhang Ya felt a little revenge.

"You lied to me." The owner of the Fei family looks at Zhang Ya.

Just as Zhang Ya, when hearing the news of yilanyou's death, couldn't believe that he wanted to find clues from the face of the owner of Fei's family, so the owner of Fei's family is now staring at Zhang Ya.

"Ha ha." Zhang Ya chuckles and leaves a sentence to the two eyes searching for the truth in the panic: "who dies, you decide."

With that, Zhang Ya turns around and strides out of the Fei's office.

This place is disgusting for her to stay for another second!

After Zhang Ya left, the owner of the Fei family had a sense of rotation.

One is the best successor he has found over the years, his most perfect experiment.

One is his only granddaughter who is in great pain in the palm of his hand.

Not who lives, but who dies!

Fei felt that his chest was tight, and his breathing was also rapid.

Hurriedly around the table, open the drawer and take out the medicine bottle, shaking and pouring out the medicine and swallowing it.

After a long time, the owner of Fei's family gasped and collapsed in his chair.

Why?

Does God really have no eyes?

For dreams, for research, he didn't do enough?

What else should he do

What else do you want him to do

Zhang Ya went back to his room and found that Wan Xinghao and Shen Xiangyang were waiting for her to come back, and ye Jiayun was also there.

His eyes flashed for a moment, and Zhang Ya immediately changed her expression.

"How is it?" When he didn't find out what was wrong with Zhang Ya, Shen Xiangyang immediately rushed forward and asked, "Aunt Zhang Ya, did you contact aunt youyou?"

"Yes, did you tell her about it?" Asked Ye Jiayun.

He listened to Shen Xiangyang's words about the things that her unknown uncle told her. Just thinking about it, he felt numb.

No matter how long it took, he thought it was purgatory.

Those bad memories will come from time to time.

That's the fear in the bone.

Ye Jiayun really does not want the darkness here to spread to the outside world.

The people outside are innocent.

"I didn't get in touch with you." Zhang Ya said: "he On my guard. "

Zhang Yashi couldn't open his mouth and tell them that Ilan you was dead.

All the people here, except Wan Xinghao, hold the belief that Ilan you will come to save everyone and stick to it till now.

If you tell them something about Ilan you at this time, it will do nothing but bring them more panic and despair.

"So..." Shen Xiangyang sighed deeply.

"I think so. How could it be so easy?" Ye Jiayun sighed: "it's hard for you, too. It's hard."

"I'm fine." Zhang Ya shook his head gently, and raised his mouth stiffly, with a reluctant smile.

“……” Wan Xinghao only took a deep look at Zhang Ya and didn't speak.

“……” Shen Xiangyang lowered his head and seemed to be lost.

"Cheer up." Zhang Ya reached out his hand and rubbed Shen Xiangyang's head and said, "even if he is guarding against my contact with Youyou, we can still think of other ways to pass the message on."

"Is it useful to pass it on?" Shen Xiangyang said uneasily, "if it's not your aunt, maybe it's not good..."

"If you can deliver messages, you may receive them." Zhang Ya said.

"But such a terrible thing, like a novel, will someone really believe it..." Ye Jiayun hesitated. I feel that even if I call the police and say someone is doing biochemistry, it may cause a great crisis like the zombie siege. The operator may be kind enough to help me transfer to 120 and find a psychiatrist to help him see