Ye Weiwei bit Jamel Xiao's arm hard, her teeth began to pierce into the man's arm, and blood began to overflow, but she still had no intention of stopping.

Her reason had long gone out of control, and what dominated her was only some kind of impulse in her body.

Regardless of the pain in his arms, Xiao Jamhan sat on the hospital bed, hugged her deeply, hugged her waist tightly, and said over and over again: "Weiwei, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Ye Weiwei was in his arms, her mouth smelled of his blood, her breathing gradually became slower, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier...

Suddenly, as if someone had tapped her acupuncture points, she remained motionless and released Xiao Jinghan's small mouth.

"Weiwei!" Xiao Jamhan couldn't feel her power, so he hugged her tightly in fear, shouting crazily: "Weiwei, wake up! Wake up!"

At this moment, Mr. Lu pushed open the door and came in. Behind him were Lu Zian and Xiao Mochen, who had just ordered breakfast.

The three men heard Xiao Jamhan's roar and hurried forward.

They helped Xiao Jamhan lay Ye Weiwei down. Mr. Lu saw the blood at the corner of Ye Weiwei's mouth and turned around, just in time to catch a glimpse of the tooth marks on Xiao Jamhan's forearm.

He frowned but remained silent. He only used a small flashlight to check Ye Weiwei's eyes and feel her pulse.

"Weiwei is abusing herself." Xiao Jamhan frowned and said in a low voice after Mr. Lu checked his pulse.

"Self-abuse?" Mr. Lu looked shocked. He didn't know much about biochemical humans, so he didn't know that he would have such a reaction.

However, Xiao Mochen stood there coldly, like an ice sculpture, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and the deep and cold air of ice attacked his heart, making him miserable.

It would be great if he turned into a biochemical human.

"Xiao Mochen, aren't you a professional? Tell me quickly, why do you abuse yourself!" Lu Zian was also really anxious. He poked Xiao Mochen's arm and asked almost growling.

The man's eyes were heavy and he clenched his hands tightly in his pockets. Finally, he used a devilish smile to hide his heartache, "This is the transition stage. The body's autonomous reaction is not controlled by the brain. When she wakes up, she probably won't remember what she did.

What's going on?"

What he said was simple, but Jamel Xiao and the others knew that the truth was far crueler than what they heard.

"Will there be a next time?" Xiao Jinghan asked. He wanted to know if Ye Weiwei's brain was invaded by a virus.

"No, our research report proves that this kind of masochistic physical reaction is equivalent to a conditioned reflex. It only appears after the first biochemical mutation. After that, she will no longer feel pain." Xiao Mochen said.

"There is some bad news that is good news. After she became a cyborg, her wound healing speed is a thousand times faster than that of ordinary people, and her pain sensitivity is not as sensitive as other people's."

This means that Ye Weiwei may not feel pain in the future, just like wood.

After Xiao Mochen said this, the three men stopped asking any more questions.

Cyborgs are the existence of this kind of mutation. They cannot change it at present. The only thing they can do is to be gentle to Ye Weiwei and try their best to help her find an antidote.

…

When Ye Weiwei woke up again, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon. Her stomach was very hungry and growling.

Xiao Jamhan was beside her, guarding her quietly.

"Xiao Jamhan, I'm hungry." She put her hand on her forehead, not hiding her current needs at all.
Chapter completed!